Journey to the West: I have become an immortal, why did you just join the chat group?

Chapter 20: The Power of Subduing Dragons and Tigers

boom!
Beams of pitch-black light, like moths to a flame, crashed into the true fire barrier formed by the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover at all costs, instantly blowing the barrier into pieces, with gaps appearing one after another.

The Black Dragon King knew that he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, so he detonated the source of his own Taoism in order to create a way for his people to survive.

Although the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover is an acquired treasure, the Black Dragon King is, after all, a Taiyi Immortal. At this moment, he detonated his own basic source of Taoism. Such a heavy blow was enough to tear apart the true fire barrier of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover.

call out!
call out!
The Black Dragon King's origin exploded, tearing apart the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover. At the same time, the flames of the Samadhi True Fire in the cover were also affected, scattered and fell into the sea, burning for a long time without extinguishing.

"Father..."

With tears in his eyes, Prince Mo Jiao protected his people with the bright pearl and took the opportunity to lead the survivors of the Mo Jiao clan out of the range covered by the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover.

He looked at the Bilang Island, which had disappeared and only the blue waves remained, and endless resentment and hatred suddenly surged in his heart.

in the sky.

Nezha stepped on the Wind Fire Wheel and reached out to recall the Chaos Heaven Ribbon and the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, nurturing them with his magical power while issuing an order: "All heavenly soldiers, immediately capture the Black Dragon Clan. No mistakes!"

"Yes!"

The Marshals of Zhentian responded in unison, and immediately led the mighty generals, the guardian generals, the golden-armored vanguard officers and a group of golden-armored heavenly soldiers, and rushed down from the sky on clouds, with all kinds of weapons in battle, vowing to capture Prince Jiao.

"Prince, go first. I will cover your retreat!" A burly red-faced dragon about three meters tall, holding two golden hammers in his hands, came out with thousands of black-armored warriors of the Mo Jiao clan, riding a gray-black demonic wind, and blocked the Mo Jiao prince from behind.

"Death, monster!" Zhentian Marshal Hu Baocheng shouted loudly, swung the magic mace in his hand, and smashed it down. Suddenly, the sounds of dragons and tigers roared, and the angry roars of wind and thunder roared. It was truly a great magic power to subdue dragons and tigers, and the storm and thunder showed his supernatural powers.

Deng!
The three-meter-tall, burly red-faced dragon was not to be outdone. He raised the golden hammer with both hands and swung it towards Marshal Hu. Dragons are naturally strong in muscles and bones, so the force of the golden hammer was naturally not small.

Although Marshal Hu had anticipated this, he couldn't help but feel his palms go numb and his heart pounding when the precious mace in his hand collided with the golden hammer.

"Don't be so arrogant!" Marshal Zhentian Song Yi held up the Fang Tian Huaji and attacked from the side. The dragon roar on the Huaji trembled, like an evil dragon coming out of the sea, heading straight for the three-meter-long red-faced dragon.

"I'll help!"

"The evildoer goes away!"

"Eat my axe!"

Marshal Zhao, Marshal Ma and Marshal Huang of the Three Qin Army all came riding on clouds, and attacked the Red-faced Dragon with their weapons without mercy.

In addition to these marshals and their heavenly soldiers.

The other Zhentian Marshals led their heavenly soldiers and generals to chase and kill Prince Mo Jiao.

"Don't even think about getting over there!" The red-faced dragon got anxious when he saw the heavenly soldiers and generals chasing him across the sea. He roared and revealed his true form as a dragon that was over a hundred feet long. He circled on the sea and rolled up waves with the black dragons, trying to stop the heavenly soldiers.

But this time, there were as many as 30,000 heavenly soldiers and generals who came down to the mortal world. Even after some losses before, there were still more than 20,000 of them.

How could he stop it with only a few thousand soldiers?

"break!"

A Marshal Zhentian summoned an umbrella-shaped magic weapon. The umbrella opened and turned slowly, and the waves raised by the red-faced dragon automatically separated the passage.

"Roar!"

The red-faced dragon roared urgently and used the dragon's natural ability to master water to stir up trouble again. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not defeat the heavenly soldiers and generals.

"The Thunder Camp forms a formation, nine thunderbolts from the sky!" A guardian deity with wings on his back, a green face and fangs stood up and commanded the heavenly soldiers of the Thunder Camp to set up a magic formation.

"Yes!"

The celestial soldiers of the Three Qin Army's Thunder Camp took up their positions at Zhen and Li, converging their magical powers and summoning the Thunder Banner. Simultaneously, they activated their magical weapons and unleashed their supernatural powers. In an instant, the sky was thick with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning roared. The Red-Faced Dragon and the other Ink Dragon Clan's black-armored warriors huddled in the sea, their heads raised as they gazed up at the thunderbolts thickening through the clouds. Each of them anxiously twisted their dragon forms, a deep fear rising in their hearts.

Thunder is the most mysterious force between heaven and earth, representing both destruction and vitality. It holds the power of punishment between heaven and earth and cleanses the sins of all living beings.

Moreover, thunder magic is particularly effective against water magic.

Now thunderclouds were looming over the sky, locking onto their vital energy. They had no way to avoid or escape.

"Thunder is coming!" Marshal Zhentian, with a green face and fangs, flapped his wings behind him and waved the command flag in his hand.

All of a sudden.

There was a rumbling sound of thunder, and blue lightning gathered and turned into a powerful thunder that struck the sea.

Roar!
Thousands of black dragons on the sea were unwilling to sit and wait for death. They raised their heads and roared, stirring up the waves with their true dragon bodies, and using water magic to control the power of the sea veins of the West Sea in an attempt to withstand the thunder from the sky.

But how could they withstand the terrifying power of thunder?
The azure lightning was like a snake or a dragon, winding and full of power, connecting the sky and the sea, smashing down without stopping, instantly splitting the dragons' skin and flesh into pieces, and their bones and flesh being charred. The weaker dragons even had their bodies destroyed and their souls scattered.

Marshal Leiying Zhentian, with a green face and fangs, stood high in the sky, looking coldly at the dead dragons lying dead in the West Sea, without any emotion.

at the same time.

Prince Mo Jiao, who led the others to escape, was also blocked by someone.

"Nezha!"

Prince Mo Jiao's head was covered in blood and he looked utterly miserable. He looked forward with anger in his eyes and said bitterly, "You are a lackey of the Heavenly Court and the Jade Emperor..."

Nezha stood on the wind-fire wheel and looked up, neither happy nor angry.

call out!
call out!
Behind Prince Mo Jiao and the others, auspicious clouds and streams of light came rapidly, and soon surrounded all the members of the Mo Jiao clan.

These auspicious clouds and flowing lights are the soldiers from Heaven who have caught up with them.

"Capture these monsters, no matter their life or death!" Nezha ignored Prince Mo Jiao's anger and gave the order lightly.

"kill!"

At the command of the Marshals Zhentian, 20,000 heavenly soldiers moved out in full force, using their magic power, driving their magic weapons, and displaying their magical powers to kill the Mo Jiao people who were surrounded.

The heavenly soldiers of the Sword Camp followed behind Marshal Song, and with the flash of their swords, they easily broke into the formation.

"My dear brother, do not venture too deep into the enemy lines. Your life is at stake!" the golden-armored vanguard officer warned through voice transmission. "If you encounter a demon you are unable to defeat, come to me. I will help you repel the enemy!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Vanguard Officer." Lu Jun replied in a voice transmission, holding the Heavenly God Sword in his hand, and fighting with a black dragon from the Yuanxian Realm.

Gods and demons were fighting on the sea, magic weapons were everywhere, and supernatural powers were used everywhere.

When Lu Jun was fighting with the Mo Jiao, he also had to pay attention to the surrounding battle situation to avoid being accidentally injured by the aftermath of magic weapons or supernatural powers.

"Come die!"

The black dragon opposite had a black face and sharp fangs, and slanted scales on its brow bones. He raised the nine-section whip in his hand, and used his magic power to whip it down, like a giant python swinging its tail, or a poisonous scorpion swinging its needle, cruel and vicious, heading straight for the ancestral orifice where Lu Jun's soul was located between his eyebrows.

The whip was fast, fierce and accurate, and it hit Lu Jun at the exact moment when he was distracted, making it almost impossible to avoid.

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