Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 303 Colorful Dragon
At the same time, one colorful cloud appeared, two colorful clouds appeared, and three colorful clouds appeared...

At this moment, people suddenly felt warmth in their bodies, and their hearts relaxed, as if returning to the embrace of their mothers and returning to nature.

Even some common people who had consumed too much power of thought before and passed out, now their faces were rosy and they woke up one after another after being illuminated by the sacred light of the sky.

"My God! What the hell is going on here?"

"Ah... my injuries are healed, everything is healed!"

"A miracle, this is definitely a miracle."

In the blink of an eye, the entire ancient domain became a sensation.

"The power of merit, this is the power of merit!" Suddenly, someone opened his eyes wide and exclaimed.

Immediately, people's expressions were excited, and fanaticism appeared in their eyes. This was fanaticism towards their ancient king, Lin Wentian.

"It was the ancient king who saved us!"

"Long live the ancient king!"

Even if the people in the battle were illuminated by the sacred light, the injuries they suffered were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This discovery really set off a storm in their hearts.

In an instant, someone looked crazy and shouted: "This is the power of the ancient king protecting us."

"Kill! Kill all the intruders in front of you, and shake the prestige of my ancient domain."

"Kill kill kill!!"

The miraculous recovery of the injuries on their bodies made them even more crazy, because they knew that as long as they were not dead, as long as the sacred light in the sky was still there, they would be immortal.

Boom boom boom! !Under the crazy obsession of everyone, the power unleashed is even more than before.

"Damn it, what's going on? Even if it's the power of merit, it won't have such a miraculous effect!" Ji Zhuoyang was shocked again in his heart, because even his golden dragon of merit in Chiyue Kingdom would not have such a heaven-defying power. force.

The scenes in front of him were like invisible slaps, hitting his face again and again, making him blush and filled with humiliation.

"Ghost art, this is definitely a ghost art!" He roared crazily, as if trying to hide the panic in his heart with a growl.

Because he also vaguely saw that whether it was luck or the power of merit, in Wentian's hands, everything seemed to be different, as if he was born to be the master of both powers of luck and merit.

It was late to say, but in reality everything happened in an instant.

The dragon pattern imprint between Wentian's brows buzzed, shining golden, emitting a mysterious aura.

As soon as his mind moved, the dragon pattern imprint on his forehead suddenly shot out a golden light, which rushed towards the more and more colorful clouds in the sky.

Layers of colorful clouds are stacked to form a sea of ​​colorful clouds. Under the illumination of the sacred light on the sky, it emits colorful lights. While shining sacredly, it also adds a sense of tranquility.

When the golden light in Wentian's dragon pattern shot into the sea of ​​colorful clouds, suddenly, from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, there was a sacred dragon's chant.

"Roar…………"

The sea of ​​clouds was churning, and there were faintly colored thunder and lightning flickering, turning the sea of ​​clouds into a mysterious place full of unknowns.

I saw a multi-colored dragon with colorful light on its body, entwined with a sacred aura, churning in the sea of ​​clouds.

This multicolored golden dragon is only one foot in size, and it looks very cute. It doesn't look as majestic as the lucky golden dragon, but when it appeared in the world, there were amazing roaring dragon sounds in the six kingdoms of Tianyuan.

"First, there was the golden dragon of luck roaring, and now there is the golden light of merit roaring. This is someone who is opening up the world and gathering the power of the golden dragon of luck and merit." From the depths of Tianyang Palace, a shocked voice came.

Not only Tianyang, but other imperial kingdoms also heard similar words, but some voices were cold, some were ridiculing, and some were full of anger...

At this moment, the Tianyuan Six Kingdoms once again became a complete sensation.

"Oh my god... that is the meritorious golden dragon of my ancient domain, but why is it the color of five colors, instead of golden like the luck golden dragon?" Someone exclaimed, dumbstruck.

Let alone this person, seeing such a weird scene, even Wentian himself couldn't help but feel a jump in his heart.

Because as far as he knows, the meritorious golden dragons of the other six imperial kingdoms are all like the luck golden dragons, with golden light all over their bodies, but there have never been colorful dragons.

"What the hell is going on here?" He was puzzled in his heart.

"Ah... I got it! It must be that the ancient king has amazing talent and is the son of a dragon, so the meritorious golden dragon he condenses is also different from the other six kingdoms."

"That's right! Our King of the Ancient Realm is the youngest Vientiane Realm powerhouse in the Tianyuan Continent for thousands of years. The meritorious Golden Dragon he condenses is of course different from ordinary dragons."

"The meritorious dragon, from now on, my ancient domain will not only have the luck golden dragon, but also the meritorious dragon. Maybe, one day in the future, my ancient domain will unify the other six countries." Someone blushed and said excitedly .

"The virtuous dragon?" Wentian murmured in his heart, but he quickly came to his senses and didn't think about it any more.

Immediately, his expression turned cold, and he spoke again: "The ancient domain is my home field, Lin Wentian, today, none of you can leave."

"The meritorious dragon, borrow the power of this king, and kill the enemy together!"

"Roar!" Just as he finished his words, the five-colored dragon with meritorious virtues that was one foot tall made a bang, and a divine dragon swung its tail and rushed out of the colorful clouds.

Wentian stepped on a five-foot-long golden dragon of luck, and wrapped around a ten-foot-large meritorious dragon. At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into an ancient fairy god, exuding an inexplicable aura from his body.

"The power of merit, Amaterasu!"

Suddenly, Wentian let out a deep shout, and at the same time, the virtuous dragon wrapped around his body shot out a beam of five-color light from the eyes of the dragon, directly hitting one of the strong men.

"Bang!"

Hit by this five-color light, the expression of the strong man in the Vientiane Realm of the Ji family changed drastically, but soon he was stunned because he found that he hadn't suffered any damage.

"Haha! Is this the virtuous dragon of your ancient domain? A waste dragon is a waste dragon." After the man was dazed, he laughed wildly, his expression full of disdain.

"What's going on? Everyone has seen the power of the Luck Golden Dragon before, but how can the power of this virtuous dragon be so weak?"

"Could it be true that, as the other party said, this virtuous dragon is a useless dragon, not a special dragon?" Someone exclaimed, with doubts and worries in their eyes.

As soon as these words came out, many people felt heavy in their hearts.

However, at this moment, Wentian let out a contemptuous laugh, his eyes full of mockery.

For some reason, when the strong Ji family saw the banter in Wen Tian's eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

(End of this chapter)