Chapter 64: The Power of the Golden Flame of the Great Sun
Above the East China Sea, auspicious clouds piled up, and big demons gathered, leading a Nine Dragons Agarwood Chariot.
Di Jun sat quietly, surrounded by royal aura, looking indifferently at the endless sea below him.
The Demon Court was newly established, and the Demon Saint Fuxi proposed that Taiyi should accept Kunpeng, and his emperor would come to the East China Sea to frighten the dragon clan.
After Long Han measured the calamity, Zulong was suppressed in Longquan Cave at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. Zhulong leads a group of dragons to guard the far north, and there are still many strong dragons in the Four Seas area at this moment.
The East China Sea is the most respected among the four seas, and there are many dragon clans of Daluo Jinxian.
He looked down upon the little fighting power of the dragon clan, and all he needed was the prestige of the Demon Court.
Glancing at the big sun dragon in front of the chariot, Di Jun had already thought about how to settle the dragon clan.
How can the Kowloon agarwood chariot be pulled by only one dragon?
Emperor Jun did not restrain his momentum, and the aura of the golden flames of the sun burst out from his body, like a scorching sun across the East China Sea.
The scales on the body of the Great Sun Heavenly Dragon, which was dragging the chariot, were red, with red blood oozing out.
Feeling the increasingly hot flames, Da Ri Tian Long Mou rushed forward with all his strength.
hold head high!
Along with a thundering dragon roar, golden flames fell down, and the sea surface boiled violently.
Almost instantly, the sea below was choppy, and a huge black shadow flashed across the water.
However, no matter how fierce the waves are, it is still difficult to extinguish the golden flames burning in the sea.
In the turbulent waves, a huge dragon head emerged from the water, with towering horns and beards as white as feathers.
"Demon Emperor! What do you mean by this?" Old Long spoke in human words, looking at the surrounding fireworks with fear.
When his eyes crossed the figure in front of the chariot, a flash of anger flashed deep in his eyes.
Da Ri Tian Long, the son of the Ancestral Dragon and the crown prince of the dragon clan, is now reduced to pulling a chariot for others.
Emperor Jun was sitting quietly in the Kowloon agarwood chariot when a domineering voice came out. "My chariot needs some mounts."
The sound shook the surrounding areas, echoed on the sea surface, and made a rolling sound. The meaning of the words could not be more obvious.
Many low roars echoed on the sea surface, and huge figures swam under the water, with powerful momentum escaping.
The old dragon who came out of the water suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "The Dragon Clan has withdrawn from the ancient land, why is the Demon King so forced?"
The Dragon Clan is no longer what it used to be. It has long ignored the affairs of the ancient times. Even if the Zixiao Palace preaches, no strong Dragon Clan will go there.
The domineering aura of Emperor Jun and the burning flames in the sea made him feel uncomfortable.
There was no response from the top of the head, only a ray of golden light spilled out from the Nine Dragons Agarwood Chariot, and instantly turned into flames that filled the sky and fell.
In an instant, the entire sea surface was filled with the golden flames of the falling sun, and the sky was reflected red.
The sea exploded, and several giant dragons rushed out, angrily rushing towards the chariot in the air.
Although the Dragon Clan is lonely, it is not something that ordinary creatures can bully, otherwise why would they occupy the world.
The old dragon, still floating on the surface of the sea, opened his mouth and spat out, and the dark essence water emerged, trying to extinguish the flames in the sky.
Unfortunately, as soon as Yuan Shui touched it, it was annihilated in the air, and screams suddenly sounded out.
Blood dripped down along with several huge figures, and Jin Yan penetrated the bodies of all the dragons.
The body that the Dragon Clan is proud of has no power to resist in front of those wisps of flames.
The flame attached to the wound was still burning rapidly, and it was also burning the soul.
The Daluo Jinxian Dragon Tribe who fell into the water struggled violently. The sea surface turned into the shape of the sky, and the waves surged one after another.
The old dragon was furious and roared up to the sky. His body tens of thousands of feet broke through the waves and crashed into the Nine Dragons Agarwood Chariot in the air.
A ray of golden light flashed above, and the old dragon stopped in the air, staring blankly at his body.
His dragon body was pierced, his soul was burned by the hot golden heat, and a terrifying heat wave swept through his body.
Like the rest of the dragon clan, he let out a miserable wail.
Emperor Jun in the chariot still did not speak, only the painful roars of many dragons echoed.
When the heaven and earth first opened, four great chaotic spirits appeared, and the Golden Flame of the Great Sun was one of them. After Pangu's death, the golden flames of the Great Sun fell on the fusang tree in the Sun Star, absorbing the immeasurable merits of opening the sky from the Great Dao. This greatly increased the power of the golden flames of the sun, gradually swallowing up the other three great spirits.
And he and Taiyi were transformed into the golden flame of the great sun, and they were the only beings in the world who could control this flame.
How can a mere dragon clan resist the chaotic spirit?
Da Ri Tian Long lowered his eyes slightly, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The Dragon Clan is no longer what it used to be, and its survival today is entirely the result of the sacrifices of my father and uncles.
But those efforts are still not enough to reduce the karma carried by the dragon clan.
He raised his head and no longer looked at the tragic situation on the sea.
The screams echoed in the East China Sea, and figures escaped from the sky in the distance. There were the great demons occupying the East China Sea, and there were also the innate sanctities of the fairy islands in the sea.
At this moment, everyone looked horrified as they looked at the flames burning on the sea.
Duke Dongwang escaped from a distance, looking a little ugly.
Glancing at the Nine Dragons Agarwood Chariot in the sky, a hint of annoyance flashed deep in his eyes.
"This Emperor Jun is too domineering!"
His dojo, Penglai Island, is in the East China Sea, so it naturally has a very good relationship with the dragon clan.
Besides, Emperor Jun shocked the dragon clan today, and next time he might set foot on his Penglai Fairy Island.
King Pan on the side looked at the chariot in the sky and said in a deep voice: "With the fate of heaven and earth converging, Emperor Jun may have reached the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal!"
With the recognition of heaven and earth, and with such fireworks in their hands, they will not be a match if they work together.
Duke Dongwang didn't speak anymore, he naturally understood what King Pan meant, and besides, there was also a Demon Emperor Taiyi in Demon Court.
Chaos clock!
This innate treasure alone is enough to scare him away.
Listening to the shrill screams still echoing on the sea surface, Di Jun frowned slightly, he was getting impatient with the waiting.
He stood up slowly and stepped out of the Kowloon Agarwood Chariot.
"If the dragon clan refuses to accept it, I will burn all the water in the East China Sea with fierce flames!" Indifferent words rang out, echoing throughout the East China Sea.
In an instant, the golden flames of the sun gathered in the palm of my hand, like a scorching sun rising slowly.
The nearest Sun Dragon was shaking violently, with blood pouring down from his body, but he did not dare to say a word.
The sea surface boiled and began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
More dragons rushed out from below, but even the chariots in the air couldn't get close, and the entire sea was filled with huge howling figures.
The old dragon looked deeply to the north, and then a sad word came: "Dragon clan, I am willing to submit!"
The words came out, as if all the strength in the body had been exhausted, and the whole person was paralyzed in the air.
"Elder!"
"Elder! The Dragon Clan will never surrender!"
Immediately, a series of unwilling roars sounded from below.
Unfortunately, what they responded to were increasingly hotter fireworks and louder wailing echoes.
Seeing this, the old dragon turned into a human and begged for mercy: "The Demon King rests his hands! The Demon Emperor rests his hands!"
Emperor Jun snorted coldly, reached into the sea with his big hand, grabbed eight Da Luo Jinxian dragons, and placed them in front of the chariot.
Seeing this, Da Ri Tian Long roared loudly, turned around and ran towards the direction of Demon Court.
The eight captured dragons let out angry roars and sadly pulled the chariot and disappeared over the East China Sea.
The old dragon stood in the air, like an old man, staring blankly at the distant chariot.
The Dragon Clan, who have retreated to the world, is tied to the Demon Court's chariot, and no one can know the future.
(End of chapter)