At the broken mouth of the Yellow River, Feng Yi's eyes were in the void. The dark clouds in the sky had dissipated. The golden light fell from the nine heavens and shone on the golden-scaled carp. It had turned into a dazzling golden color, like the nine divine dragons carved on the dragon gate.

Thinking of the nine divine dragons, Feng Yi couldn't help but look at the dragon gate.

"Huh? Where is the dragon gate?"

On the fault of the Yellow River, in addition to the rocks on both sides, there are traces of black lightning struck by black lightning, and there is no so-called gantry.

Looking along the broken mouth of the Yellow River, the river surging and surging, still the same as yesterday.

"It's indeed a magical object, and I'm afraid it will only appear when the carp leaps over the dragon gate."

Feng Yi murmured to himself that most such divine objects have spirits, and they will only appear at the right moment.

He was distracted again, and the important thing is not the one now. Feng Yi raised his head, but happened to see the golden-scaled carp flying towards the east, controlling the wind and clouds.

"Is this going to leave?"

Feng Yi was panicked for a moment. If it left, what should he do?

Feng Yi didn't even care about his shoes and hurriedly ran towards the golden-scaled dragon. While running, he shouted:

"Golden scaled carp, divine dragon, wait!"

"There is an immortal who asked me to bring you a sentence..."

Feng Yi used all his strength to shout, but he didn't know if the golden-scaled dragon that was controlling the wind out of thin air in the void could hear it.

In the blue sky, the golden-scaled carp is swimming in the void at this time, and it is feeling its power carefully.

Is this the bloodline of the real dragon?

The golden-scaled carp said silently in his heart.

The mysterious Taoist methods such as flying clouds and fog, flying clouds and rain, driving thunder and lightning, seem to have become his instinct when it achieved the bloodline of the true dragon.

This bloodline is so domineering and terrifying that it is mysterious and terrifying.

"What would a real dragon look like? How powerful would that be?"

The golden-scaled carp, which looked down at the self-pity, seemed to remember something.

"How powerful will the immortal who can determine the Dragon Gate be with just one word."

The more you know, the more you feel, and the stronger you become, the more the golden-scaled carp feels the unfathomableness of the immortal.

After a moment, the golden-scaled carp's thoughts were broken by sounds. It stopped and looked down at the Yellow River. There seemed to be someone calling him by the bank of the Yellow River.

"Wait...the immortal?"

The golden-scaled carp seemed to have thought of something, and he suddenly jumped down, and the clouds and mist changed accordingly.

The wind follows the dragon, and the clouds follow the tiger.

Above the Yellow River, strong winds arose out of thin air.

In Feng Yi's eyes, the golden-scaled dragon in the void suddenly turned around, and then in an instant he returned to the Yellow River. At the broken mouth of the Yellow River, a pair of huge dragon eyes stared at Feng Yi.

The strong wind blew the rolling water on the Yellow River and also blowing Feng Yi's clothes.

Somehow, he suddenly felt a little cold in his feet. He looked down and realized that he had actually looked at his shoes.

Feng Yi seemed to realize that this was not the time to do this. He raised his head and looked at the golden-scaled dragon, with big eyes facing small eyes, and the air was silent for a moment.

Only then did Feng Yi realize that the golden-scaled divine dragon in front of him seemed to be very different from the divine dragon above the dragon gate. Has he not become a real divine dragon yet?

Yes, the immortal just said that he had the blood of the real dragon when he jumped over the Dragon Gate.

"You said that an immortal sent me a message?"

After looking at Feng Yi for a moment, a sound like thunder came out of the mouth of the golden-scaled dragon. Although he had not really become a divine dragon, the difference between the golden-scaled carp with the blood of the real dragon is very big.

The most common feeling that the golden-scale carp can give Feng Yi is the power of spiritual energy, but what is reflected in the golden-scale dragon is a kind of suppression of the level of life.

"Yes, about four days ago, when I was traveling around the mountains and rivers, I passed by here. The Yellow River suddenly rose out of thin air for several miles, and a light blue glow bloomed on the river channel..."

Feng Yi told all the trays of how he met an immortal, how he was invited by an immortal, and finally told him that he would tray.

After Feng Yi described the appearance of the immortal, the golden-scaled dragon understood in his heart that the immortal was probably the immortal he had encountered, because when it was going against the Yellow River, it had bumped into the immortal's canoe.

But the golden scaled dragon still quietly listened to Feng Yi's words.

When he heard that the immortal had given him the opportunity, the golden-scaled dragon couldn't help but look at the man in front of him carefully. He seemed to be only about twenty-five years old, and the breath of a scholar was naturally revealed between his eyebrows, but the words revealed a kind of freedom and nature.

"You don't have to call me the golden scale dragon. The immortal also said that crossing the dragon gate is just a real dragon bloodline. I am actually still 108,000 miles away from the real dragon. The dragon takes Ao as its surname. The immortal left a voice on the dragon gate and gave me the word Guang, hoping that I can spread the world wide, just call me Ao Guang."

Ao Guang's voice was like thunder, which shocked Feng Yi's entire ears. He only came to his senses after hearing the sound for a long time.

"My name is Feng Yi, a native of Zhao State, is from..."

"It doesn't matter who you are studying. I, Ao Guang, just want to know you, Feng Yi? Good name, Ao Guang, I," said Ao Guang."

"Now talk about what the immortals asked you to bring!"

Ao Guang was still very curious about what words the immortal would ask for, and of course he was also curious about what opportunities the immortal would give to the mortals in front of him. Even if something flowed out of his fingers, it was also a huge opportunity. How many demon cultivators and Taoist cultivators could not find it.

Speaking of the immortal's words, Feng Yi patted his head and almost forgot about this. He took a breath and couldn't help but become solemn.

"The immortal asked me to give you a message, so that you can keep your heart carefully and not be arrogant and lose your composure because of the real dragon bloodline. You must know that there are people outside of others and there is heaven beyond heaven."

The golden-scaled carp was beaten by this sentence because of the arrogance that the bloodline of the true dragon was rising.

It seems that the immortal had long expected that I would lose my composure after I got the true dragon bloodline. I had to grasp my original heart well and not let the immortal underestimate me.

“Is there any more?”

"there is none left!"

After hearing Feng Yi's answer, Ao Guang's eyes focused on Feng Yi.

"Ao Guang, what are you watching me do?"

Feng Yi was a little confused.

Ao Guang laughed.

"Immortal, but Immortal. Even the opportunity he mentioned is that even the real dragon must be curious, let alone my dragon, which is 100,000 miles away from the real dragon?"

As Ao Guang's voice sounded, in front of Ao Guang's huge dragon body, a light blue order of pardon suddenly rose on Feng Yi's body slowly floated above his head, but he himself did not react at all.

A strange look appeared in Ao Guang's eyes.

"This is the opportunity!"

"Opportunity? What's the opportunity?"
Chapter completed!