Chương 1514: The God of Rain

An indescribable fear spread in Ao Chun's heart. Suddenly, he screamed out loud, "Retreat! Draw back to the heaven! Compose a formation against the enemy!"

Dragon smiled, as a golden beam of light rose from his head, within the light. A four-faced, eight-armed figure was laughing wildly on a hassock, which was condensed from the red lotus fire of sin. The figure was holding a bell, a tower, and six other treasures.

Ao Chun and the other tens of dragons shrank their bodies to the shape of human beings, with their heads remaining in the shapes of dragons, rushing to the front gate of heaven.

Dragon raised an arm which carried a pestle, and smashed down fiercely, generating a thunderous bang as he broke the horns and head of a dragon near Ao Chun. The dragon's brain splashed in the air, while his thick scales were shattered and bones were broken. With one single strike, Dragon killed this dragon.