Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress

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In the second half of the dark night, the breeze was breezy, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and only a few stars gave out a faint light.

On the tallest palace in the palace, Han Moze sat thoughtfully on the roof. The cool breeze blew up and brought up the black hem. His waist-length hair was also fluttering in the wind, a beautiful and picturesque piece. There was no superfluous expression on his face, it was cold.

On a step not far from the palace, Lian Jiuhua and Le Zhengyu stood quietly.

Le Zhengyu raised his head and sniffed the humid air, with a slightly tender voice, and said lightly: "Lian Jiuhua, it's going to rain, let's go back!"

After sighing deeply, Lian Jiuhua said helplessly: "Well, let's go back. Anyway, we are standing here as a decoration, and it can't help much."

After that, he jumped on the horse.

Le Zhengyu glanced at the black shadow on the roof for the last time, then turned and ran towards the outside of the palace.

Han Moze stared at the sky where the dark clouds were slowly gathering, his eyes moved slightly, and there was a majesty from his eyebrows.

After half an hour, a burst of rumbling thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and then a bolt of lightning pierced the dark sky.

A pouring rain came suddenly.

The patter of rain fell on Han Moze, but Han Moze didn't seem to notice, sitting on the roof alone, squinting up at the night sky with rolling clouds and thunder and lightning.

After being struck by lightning the last time, his strength has inexplicably increased, so this time he cannot miss the opportunity of being struck by lightning.

As long as he can increase his strength, he will try any method!

The cold wind and cold rain rushed forward, and Han Moze felt the pain of suffocation in his chest, and his eyes suddenly became dark, and he couldn't help but lower his head and cough several times before regaining his sanity.

Then he took a few violent breaths, and stood up strong on his own.

The thunder rumbling again, lightning bolts hovering in the sky like angry thunder snakes.

There were blazing lightning flashes in the sky, winding down like a silver snake, impacting in the palace.

Suddenly a golden lightning that was thicker than an arm fell towards Han Moze not far away.

Han Moze did not hesitate for a moment, flew up and flew directly toward the lightning.

In the next moment, the majestic rain struck Han Moze with lightning.

Starting from Han Moze's arm, golden scales grew rapidly, and soon covered the whole body.

In the next moment, Han Moze suddenly turned into a golden dragon, with an umbrella-like tail, a curved body, two lizard-like hind legs, and two even larger claws.

A mighty and extraordinary posture that looks down upon the sky!

Han Moze swayed his body, and his whole figure flew into the sky easily.

Like a swift lightning, it passed through the dark clouds, and suddenly issued-a dragon roar, and the sound resounded across the sky like a billowing thunder.

On the Frozen Island of the Immortal Realm, a cyan dragon and a white dragon suddenly gathered together.

Glancing at each other, turned around in a hurry, and both turned into human forms.

The white-clothed man has mild eyebrows and gentle temperament. Hearing the sound of the dragon, he said lightly: "I hope the prince can cultivate into a fairy in this life!"

The Tsing Yi man's face was stiff, he sighed quietly, and said, "It's still far away. A real dragon that descends from the earth has to survive at least ninety-nine times of thunder to become a fairy! The prince seems to have survived two times now. And Lei Jie becomes more overbearing as it goes on, and a little carelessness may lead to death!"

The man in white nodded in agreement: "Yes!"