Ragnarok is born

Could it be that today, like Zhang Guolao, I have obtained an unprecedented celestial fate, and can I get a glimpse of the secret of the celestial being?

The visions that happened to the colorful butterfly, the black cat, and the little red snake were really weird, and immediately made Zhao Ji's imagination run wild.

Although the three little animals were unable to speak, Zhao Ji still felt their desire for the five-colored light from their bodies.

It was precisely because of the desire of the three little animals that Zhao Ji felt a sense of urgency, and finally took the initiative to absorb the five-colored light.

In any case, all the Taoists, no matter they are those who are trying to gain fame, or real people with real materials, are all secretive to Zhao Ji and are unwilling to take the initiative to disclose it, and it is more related to the practice.

Zhao Ji's only expectation was the multicolored divine light that emanated from the first glance, with endless mysterious aura.

However, after Zhao Ji successfully absorbed the power of the five-colored divine light, he didn't seem to have changed much except for a little refreshment.

When Zhao Ji stood quietly for half a cup of tea, he still didn't realize whether he had undergone earth-shaking changes.

He turned his head to look at the miniature "Black Dragon" with a strange smile on his face, and couldn't help asking, "May I ask Long Zun, what is the effect of this colorful divine light?"

The mini "Black Dragon" coughed dryly, shook his head and said, "You can feel more carefully, the connection between yourself and the luck red dragon?"

Zhao Ji was stunned.

He listened to the miniature "black dragon", concentrated his mind carefully, and sensed himself and the lucky red dragon.

I don't know when it started, Zhao Ji finally succeeded in sensing the vague idea of ​​the lucky red dragon.

In the chaos, Zhao Ji seemed to hear the voice of the mini "Black Dragon", "Try to imagine, let your body become as light as a feather."

"Then there was a breeze blowing slowly, gently blowing your body up, and gradually falling to the top of the luck red dragon's head."

Zhao Ji was shocked.

There seemed to be a strange power in the voice of the miniature "black dragon", which made Zhao Ji feel that he had really turned into a piece of weightless feather, which was blown by a breeze and came to the top of the lucky red dragon.

When Zhao Ji's feet sensed the flat ground again, he finally woke up from the dazed state.

At the entrance of the eyes, an extremely strong green bull covered in black, stood in the void not far away, waiting for the watery bull's eyes, and looked over curiously.

Zhao Ji was startled suddenly.

The voice of the miniature "Black Dragon" sounded again, and it seemed to be right next to him, "Would you like to see the situation under your feet again?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ji slowly looked down.

What he saw this time made Zhao Ji's face change even more, his whole face was pale and his body was trembling.

His legs, like weeds in a storm, swung from side to side at an unbelievable frequency.

With a loud bang, Zhao Ji finally couldn't support himself strongly, and the fear deep in his heart sat down on the head of the lucky red dragon.

If it weren't for the bottom of the feet, if the top of the Qiyun Chilong's head was large enough and flat enough, Zhao Ji might have fallen from a high altitude.

Zhao Ji sat on the head of the Qi Luck Red Dragon, tremblingly raised his head to see where he was now.

After absorbing the magical power of the five-colored light, he followed the guidance of the mini "black dragon", and was actually able to establish a close connection with the lucky red dragon.

In some unknown way, through the power of meditation, it was unimaginable to come to the head of the Qi Luck Chilong.

Sitting on top of the luck red dragon, Zhao Ji stared blankly at the imperial palace which was as small as a chessboard.

Can I fly?

Have I become a fairy too?

Is my current state the reappearance of the legendary Yellow Emperor Yulong?

Zhao Ji suddenly remembered the legendary story of the Yellow Emperor's imperial dragon ascending, and was so excited that he raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl.

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The Qingniu in the void opposite the luck red dragon, at some point, no longer had the posture of confronting the luck red dragon.

The green bull covered in black was introverted, like an ordinary old cow, not at all like the arrogance at the beginning.

Under such circumstances, the Chilong of Luck also gradually became quiet, and no longer opened its teeth and claws at Qingniu.

The tense situation that was originally tense suddenly became calm and quiet in an instant.

The multicolored divine light that shrouded Zhao Ji's body was also completely sucked into his body. From a glowing light bulb, the light faded and returned to its original state again.

But Zhao Ji's mentality is completely different from before.

While thinking about the story of the Yellow Emperor Yulong, he was triumphant, and felt that he now seemed to have a bit of the demeanor of an ancient god king.

Among other things, Zhao Fujin's secret plan, for Zhao Ji, obviously captured the most urgent side of Zhao Ji's heart.

The aura in Zhao Ji's body suddenly rose, and he looked a little cowardly at first, but now he was full of confidence.

Just now, his legs were still a little weak, so he was trembling and fell on top of the luck red dragon, unable to move.

Once the idea of ​​self-comfort and self-identification was obtained, Zhao Ji was able to slowly gain a foothold, and stood up from the head of the Chilong of Qi Luck.

Standing on top of the luck red dragon, he felt the casual clothes on his body making a hoo hoo sound under the blowing wind.

This abnormal state, which could have made Zhao Ji frightened, not only did not cause panic, but instead made Zhao Ji feel strange emotions.

Other ascetics may be able to rely on their own cultivation to soar through the clouds and travel through the void, which makes countless people crazy about it.

But the fact that he is able to control the dragon is obviously more suitable for the status of the supreme emperor than other ascetics.

This is the treatment that only the ancestors have.

Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the fierce wind blowing, remembering the uneasiness at the beginning, he smiled unconsciously.

He never imagined that the miniature "black dragon" would have such magical power when it threw out a colorful divine light?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look around for traces of the miniature "Black Dragon".

After he absorbed the colorful divine light, all his next actions were actually successfully completed under the guidance of the miniature "black dragon".

The last sentence he heard made him look down, and the words about the situation under his feet seemed to sound not far away.

That is to say, as a dragon, even without the help of external force, he has the ability to resist the sky.

Zhao Ji's eyes fell on the single horn on the head of the green bull opposite.

I saw a small figure less than half a foot long and covered in jet black, entangled neatly around the soaring horn.

Under Zhao Ji's suspicious eyes, the voice of the miniature "Black Dragon" sounded, "You continue to connect your mind to the Qi Luck Red Dragon and try it out."

"Look at this time, and you will see again, what unprecedented, strange things?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ji didn't bother to study the relationship between the miniature "black dragon" and Qingniu. He gradually restrained his thoughts and connected his mind with the lucky red dragon.

He suddenly felt a slight dizziness, and shook his head lightly. After three or four breaths, he got used to the state of being connected with the Qi Luck Red Dragon and sharing the sight of the Qi Luck Red Dragon.

This time, when Zhao Ji's body was straight and he stood on top of the Qiyun Chilong and looked around, he saw a completely different picture from the original one.

In Zhao Ji's line of sight, he could only see the air of countless earth veins rising like wolf smoke, forming an entangled network.

The network extending in all directions is connected with each other, and then along a certain pattern, they converge towards the location of Bianliang City in Tokyo.

When Zhao Ji focused his attention on the network cable, which seemed to be tangible and qualitative, an inconceivably huge message flooded into Zhao Ji's mind in an instant, making Zhao Ji dizzy and in pain.

He groaned in pain, put his head in his hands, trying to get rid of the huge messages that kept pouring into his mind.

Hanging lazily on the green ox's horn, the miniature "Black Dragon" who was about to watch a play burst out laughing when he saw this.

However, because of Zhao Fujin's warning, the mini "Black Dragon" did not dare to go too far and let Zhao Ji die in front of his own eyes.

The small body of the miniature "Black Dragon" swayed slightly, and his mind was like a knife, cutting off the link between Zhao Ji and Song Guo's luck.

When the link was broken, Zhao Ji finally felt better.

After a painful lesson, Zhao Ji never dared to try again easily, and read information from Song's luck.

Zhao Ji's face was pale, and it took a long time to recover his spirits. He thanked the miniature "Black Dragon" sincerely, "Please ask the Dragon Lord for your help."

The miniature "Black Dragon" didn't say much, and said in a quiet tone, "The colorful divine light you absorbed just now is the last ray of divine power in this world."

"This is an opportunity left in the world by the Goddess Nuwa who made people out of clay back then. I hope those who are destined can make good use of it to resolve a huge disaster..."

Zhao Ji was completely confused.

However, he didn't dare to easily question whether there were any unexplainable loopholes in the words of the mini "Black Dragon".

Anyway, even if the miniature "Black Dragon" is talking nonsense, with Zhao Ji's knowledge, he can't tell the truth from the fake.

A "black dragon" that claimed to have confronted God Nuwa, accepted the worship of Qin Shihuang and Han Gaozu, and survived for an unknown number of years?

Even if He is talking nonsense, who is qualified to question it?

Not to mention, after Zhao Ji absorbed the five-colored light that the other party took out, it has become completely different from before.

Just relying on this point, Zhao Ji could believe the news from the mini "Black Dragon" to the maximum extent possible.

Before the mini "Black Dragon", no matter whether it was an outsider Taoist or a Taoist true biography, none of them taught Zhao Ji Taoism...

Even so, Zhao Ji still used high-ranking officials and generous salaries as a temptation to collect endlessly, cultivators all over the world.

Zhao Ji suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Xu Zhichang, Wang Laozhi, Liu Hunkang, Wang Zixi, Zhang Jixian...

In addition, Lin Lingsu, who just left, clearly wanted to watch his own jokes on purpose and keep teasing me?

Just when Zhao Ji thought of Lin Lingsu, he suddenly recalled the intimacy between the miniature "Black Dragon" and Qingniu, and he felt very puzzled.

If he hadn't been dazzled just now, he seemed to have seen the picture of a miniature "black dragon" wrapped around the unicorn on the head of the green bull?

So what happened?

No, it wasn't a dazzle at all, Zhao Ji suddenly saw again, a small miniature "black dragon" hanging brightly on the one horn on the top of the green bull's head.

Before Zhao Ji figured it out, there was an entangled relationship between the mini "Black Dragon", Qingniu and Lin Lingsu.

The voice of the miniature "Black Dragon" came again, "This time, I, Master Long, will help you."

"Come!"

"Concentrate, concentrate, connect, open eyes..."

For some reason, upon hearing the voice of the mini "black dragon", Zhao Ji couldn't help himself. He followed the other party's prompts, step by step, without missing a beat, and gathered his thoughts with ease, and once again connected with the luck red dragon.

When Zhao Ji woke up, he suddenly found that he had once again entered the state of connecting with the Qi Luck Chilong.

It's just that this time, his mental strength has grown countless times for some reason, and there is no sign of being overwhelmed by information.

The earth's air rising from the earth still rose into the sky like wolf smoke, spreading densely in sight.

When Zhao Ji's gaze landed on the rising air, he sensed again that there was a huge message rushing into his mind frantically.

However, for some reason, this time those crazy and huge messages seemed to be blocked out of my mind by an invisible wall, and could no longer cause any harm to Zhao Ji's spirit.

But at the same time, Zhao Ji also felt that there was a very obvious gap between himself and the huge information used.

It is this invisible and intangible barrier that prevents the outside world from harming Zhao Ji's spirit, and also cuts off Zhao Ji's investigation of the outside world.

Zhao Ji let out a low hey.

This is probably the final result of what the mini "Black Dragon" said, to help and help himself.

Zhao Ji didn't know whether such a result was good or bad; but in any case, he was able to get away from harm after all, and use the sight and angle of the lucky red dragon to take a good look at the world in front of him.

An inexplicable force suddenly injected into Zhao Ji's body out of thin air.

Zhao Ji felt that his sight was elevated in an instant, looking at the ground under his feet from an incomprehensible height.

In his line of sight, he was clearly standing in the void, opening his eyes to patrol.

I saw the rivers under my feet like silk, the cities like rice, and the mountains and mountains, but only small sandy soil, everything was reduced countless times.

The land, which is only the size of a palace, is suddenly soaked in various colors because of Zhao Ji's gaze.

Red south, black north, khaki northwest...

At the same time, within each sphere of influence with different colors, there were several earth-shattering roars.

Then the earth's air rising into the sky, as well as the country's luck, in the evolution of the rules, embody the dragons of luck of different colors.

The lucky red dragon represents the Song Kingdom in the south, the lucky black dragon represents the Liao Kingdom in the north, and the lucky Huanglong represents the Xia Kingdom in the northwest.

As soon as the three dragons of luck faced each other with ferocious faces appeared, they automatically challenged the other two with their fangs and claws.

Zhao Ji stared dumbfounded at the astonishing sight in front of him.

In his induction, only the inexplicably familiar luck red dragon has a vague sense of intimacy.