"It's just a little dragon, what's the fuss about?"

Yang Xingzhou's true energy emitted from his palm, lighting up the dragon soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe River, making the dragon soul solidify as if his physical body had reappeared. He smiled respectfully at Qin Qiong and said, "You are heroes of the world. You don't know magic or magical powers.

Naturally, this ghost cannot be seen. In fact, what does the body of the underworld mean? How much power can it have? Even he dare not approach you. Logically speaking, there is a true dragon energy in the palace, how can he dare to collide?

Palace?"

Qin Qiong and Jingde looked at each other. At this time, they could see that Yang Xingzhou was no small matter. He was regarded as a land god. Jingde was a loyal person. They immediately thought of King Tang's illness and asked hurriedly: "Then why?"

My master's dragon body is not in good condition, and he is still unconscious?"

Yang Xingzhou didn't bother to pay attention to Jingde at all, and blew on the Jinghe Dragon King. He saw that the dragon soul suddenly solidified, flesh and blood formed, and he came back to life.

"this……"

The Jinghe Dragon King felt the power in his body and was surprised and delighted: "Am I alive?"

He turned into a human form and knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Xingzhou: "Thank you, God, for saving Xiao Long. Ao Shen is grateful!"

Since ancient times, elixirs and elixirs have been described as "living and dead people, flesh and white bones", but the prerequisite for "living and dead people" is that there must be "dead people" in order to resurrect the dead, and "flesh and white bones" must also have white bones to "flesh"

"That's it. If these two conditions are missing, it will be impossible for gods and demons to save people.

Even if an immortal loses his body and wants to be resurrected, he must find a carrier that can bear his own essence and soul. Just like Tieguai Li, one of the eight immortals, wandering in the world and not returning to his body for three days and nights, so that his body is destroyed.

He was destroyed, so he had no choice but to find the body of a cripple who was begging for food as a carrier, and he came back to life.

Even immortals have to do this if they lose their physical bodies. It is even more troublesome for ordinary cultivators to lose their physical bodies. Basically, they will be reincarnated.

That is to say, Buddhist disciples have been reincarnated for many lives and do not pay much attention to the body. However, if the body is destroyed and you want to resurrect it, you have to spend a lot of energy, either recalling the golden body of the previous life and letting the soul live in it, or going to the pool of merit.

Take a walk and your body will be condensed into pond water.

Anyway, regardless of Buddhism, if you want to resurrect from the dead without a body, it is very troublesome.

It is truly unprecedented for Yang Xingzhou to just breathe on a ghost and have it condense into a physical body and live again.

In today's world, it seems that only the Nuwa Empress has such magical powers.

In fact, the reason why Yang Xingzhou has such ability is because he stole the water from the Eight Treasures Merit Pond. In the past, he recognized Tathagata as his brother, climbed to the Holy Land of Lingshan Mountain in the West, and picked the nine-grade golden lotus and six pure bamboos.

, and also stole a lot of pool water.

At this time, a breath of spiritual energy was sprayed out, which was actually a drop of pond water. However, the Dragon King of Jinghe did not know. Seeing that Yang Xingzhou had such a skill, he was horrified and said: "In the world, apart from the Empress Nuwa, only the saints of the three religions have this ability."

With such magical powers...who is he?"

The Jinghe Dragon King is just a small River Dragon King, with a humble position and a lowly position. His knowledge is extremely limited and his brain is not very bright. Otherwise, he would not be beheaded by the Heavenly Court for exchanging a few drops of rainwater. It is simply

It's an inexplicable death.

Now that I know that Yang Xingzhou is a person with great supernatural powers, I have no other ideas, and I can't think of anything else. I just thank Yang Xingzhou: "Thank you, senior, for your mercy!"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Everyone in the world says that dragons are sacred, but in fact the dragon race is much worse than the human race. Although it is not considered a livestock, it has no status. The heavenly court kills it when it says it, without any hesitation. Hehe, you little dragon is being killed. People are so depressed that they still don’t know what’s going on.”

He waved his hand, and a gust of wind came out, blowing the Jing River Dragon King out of the Tai Chi Palace, leaving Chang'an City, and returned to the Jing River and the Dragon Palace.

As soon as he arrived at the Dragon Palace, he found another white dragon sitting in his seat giving orders. Seeing the Dragon King of Jinghe return, the white dragon was startled and stood up in a hurry: "Which monster are you, dare to break into my Dragon Palace?"

The Dragon King of Jinghe was furious: "Who are you?"

Bailong asked: "Who are you?"

The Dragon King of Jinghe cursed: "This is my water palace. You are taking my territory and you ask who I am? Damn it, I will kill you!"

Having said this, he was so angry that he stretched out his hand, and a three-pronged flaming fork that he had placed in the Dragon Palace suddenly flew over, landed in his palm, and then stabbed the white dragon viciously.

The white dragon said "Ah!", hurriedly dodged, took out a spear, and fought with the Jinghe Dragon King.

As the two dragons battled, huge waves and storms arose on the surface of the Jinghe River. The dark wind howled and the turbid waves emptied. Even late at night, it alarmed countless people along the coast.

The white dragon was defeated in the end and was stabbed to death by the Jinghe Dragon King with a fork, and died an unexpected death.

The Dragon King still didn't understand his hatred, so he took out the dragon ball from the white dragon's jaw and swallowed it in one gulp: "You bastard, you even dare to seize my Dragon Palace, how brave you are!"

Long Zi, Long Sun, Xi Chen, Crab Shi, Shad Military Advisor, Mandarin Shaoqing, and Li Dazai flashed beside them, and they all shouted: "Your Majesty!"

The Jinghe Dragon King asked: "Who is this white dragon? He dares to come to my water house to cause trouble. Why don't you resist? Why do you still obey his words and don't know how to work together to kill the thief?"

The Prime Minister Turtle next to him said: "My lord, are you a human or a ghost, a god or an immortal? A few days ago, Wei Zheng had his head chopped off on the dragon cutting platform, and turned into an innocent soul that howled day and night. Why did you come to the Dragon Palace today and the dragon body solidified? As if there was no difference at all in the past?"

He said: "That Bailong is the dragon king who was appointed by God to manage the Jinghe River after you were captured. This is the destiny of heaven. We dare not disobey it. Please calm down and don't blame us."

Ao Shen, the Dragon King of Jinghe River, said: "I got the compassionate help of someone with great supernatural powers, so I am able to come back from the dead. It is good luck that I have such a good fortune. It's just that I was beheaded during this period. You guys No one expressed condolences to me, no one shed tears, and no descendants came forward to ask for help. This really makes me feel chilled!"

When he said this, he glanced at Bailong's body and thought: "Killing one is still killing, killing a hundred is still killing. Now, killing Bailong is a capital crime, and everyone will die. Why not kill a few more unfaithful people!" "

When Ao Shen was alive, he loved his sons and grandsons very much, and he also took great care of his subordinates. He won a lot of praise. He drank and had fun on weekdays, and showed his loyalty one by one. Ao Shen was moved in his heart. He felt that he had such children and grandchildren, and such subordinates. It’s not a waste to be a dragon yourself.

Unexpectedly, he followed their advice and deliberately changed the rainwater, so he was beheaded by the Jade Emperor. None of the descendants of the Shui Tribe shed tears or expressed condolences, begging for justice. On the contrary, after the new Dragon King came, he began to recognize him. Bailong was the master, and turned a deaf ear to himself who was roaring and screaming outside.

"It's better to kill them all!"

The more Ao Shen thought about it, the more angry he became. He moved three flaming spears in his hand and stabbed the prime minister to death. He turned into a dragon shape, opened his mouth and sucked all the dragon sons and grandsons into his mouth. His mouth was full of blood as he ate, and his eyes showed a fierce look: "

After eating these unscrupulous descendants, and then eating Yuan Shoucheng, the hatred in my heart can be relieved!"

"If you still have the energy left, go to hell again and ask them why they don't let me enter reincarnation and insist on leaving me in the human world to suffer from the scorching sun and wind!"
Chapter completed!