C246 Nine Dragons Supreme Phase
C246 Nine Dragons Supreme Phase
At this moment.
"Mister, your killing intent is too heavy, making it difficult to achieve great things. Why don't you acknowledge me as your master and practice cultivation with me? Cultivating your body and nature, reducing sin, and accumulating merits."
"If this is the case, perhaps after a hundred years, he might be able to ascend to the upper realms and form an immortal destiny."
It was unknown where this boss came from, but he was wearing a cloth robe. However, it was full of dirt, and it was dirty. His chin still had a goatee as he stared at Haotian and spoke with confidence.
Seeing this, Yu Jin's expression became serious. He pointed at the old man and cursed, "Where did this godly stick come from? Stop spouting nonsense and get the hell out of here!"
"You are the stick, I am the dragon and tiger mountain, the first day master, look at my palm, the supreme technique of feng shui, no one can remain calm!" Hearing this, the white-haired old man flew into a rage. He ran towards his chest and said loudly, his eyes full of pride.
Haotian stretched out his hand to stop Yu Jin. His eyes were calm and his hands were behind his back as he silently looked at the old man.
Then, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Since you said you're the number one master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, I believe you must be well-versed in fortune-telling and phase comparison techniques."
"Since that's the case, why don't you help me look at my palm."
After saying that, Haotian walked forward and rolled up his sleeves before extending his right hand.
"Just look and see! This old man knows his limits! I can see your path of fortune in a second!" The white-haired old man arrogantly said.
Then, he took Haotian's hand, spread out his five fingers, and laid them flat in his own hand, observing it.
But, just now when I took a look at your palm … The old man's expression suddenly changed.
This.
This palm?
Haotian's Handprint... It was like a surging river, like a monstrous wave that could swallow the heavens.
Every line was like a mountain, unending and filled with the power to topple buildings.
At this moment.
The old man seemed to have fallen into the hands of Haotian, and countless illusions appeared in his mind.
Haotian's palm caused his mind to tremble.
Even.
Vaguely, he heard … A wave of roars filled the air.
This sound.
It was very strange. It seemed like a tiger, but not a tiger. It seemed like a lion, but not a lion.
This... This... This was actually Dragon Roar?!
Me.
Heavens, my Infinity Empyrean!
This child, he actually … He had the appearance of a True Dragon!
Wait...
That's not right!
The sound was still increasing. One, two, three...
Nine... Nine!
In total... The nine divine dragon were producing roars that were deafening, shaking both the Gu and the modern times!
A phrase suddenly rang in the old man's mind, a noun that he almost forgot:
Paragon of Nine Dragons!
This young man was actually the Paragon of the Nine Dragons!
"Sir... How about... Do you see my fate? " Haotian's eyes were calm as he faintly asked.
His gentle question was like the sound of a morning bell that caused the white-haired old man to immediately surge … He pulled it back.
"Puchi!"
The moment the old man regained his senses, his body trembled and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.
Paragon of Nine Dragons.
Trembling Heaven and Earth, unapproachable gods and ghosts.
How could a mere Heavenly Master of the Dragon and Tiger Mountains be able to spy on him? The white-haired old man was simply unable to endure the terrifying and domineering Supreme Qi within his palm.
His internal organs were directly injured.