The ripples of water quickly subsided under the burning flames, but at least the power of the sixth fire tribulation was weakened, and the rest was carried through with the physical body.

After surviving this wave, more than a dozen scales fell off the giant dragon's body.

Red dragon blood dripped and fell onto the lake, like a soldering iron falling into the water, and a large white mist flew up in an instant.

The blood of a monk who has perfected the Nascent Soul is already extraordinary. Even if he does not practice martial arts, it is still as hot as steel.

A white pill flew into the mouth of the giant dragon, and the aura on its body became stronger again.

"Amitabha, Aoyu is in danger."

The old monk with long eyebrows, wearing a yellow cassock and looking old, sighed in a low voice.

"Uncle Master, after taking the elixir, Ao Yu's magic power was restored to at least 80%. And although he was injured, it was only slightly injured. Why did Uncle Master conclude that it was in danger?"

A monk over fifty years old asked behind the old monk.

"Ao Yu's 'Water Curtain Tianhua' is its strongest water protection technique. It is extremely powerful when used with the natal dragon bead. Now that it is only the sixth calamity thunder, it uses this technique. It can be seen that it has already

The Guizhou donkey has no skills, and the three calamity thunders behind him will make it difficult!"

"Boom...!"

As if to cater to the old monk's words, the seventh thunderbolt measuring fifteen feet struck down.

The mighty thunder catastrophe collided heavily with the water curtain cast by the giant dragon with the help of dragon beads.

It's like rain hitting banana trees, causing thunder and lightning to fill the sky.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a moment, the water curtain slowly withered, and the remaining thunder instantly hit the giant dragon's broad back.

Electric sparks flew, flesh and blood accompanied by scales, and a huge roar full of pain, fell down.

In an instant, the sky was filled with fire again.

The giant dragon roared in pain and swooped down from the sky, like a meteorite falling to the ground, raising water all over the sky and heading straight into Laolong Bay.

However, the thunder and fire of the Heavenly Tribulation cannot be extinguished by ordinary water. No matter how hard it struggles, it will be difficult to get rid of it.

"Father!"

Watching the 'fire dragon' struggling in the water and roaring in pain.

Ao Lin saw it in his eyes, with a look of intolerance on his face.

Although it wants to inherit the position of Dragon King of Xia Jiang, he is willing to give up this position if his father can survive the catastrophe of the Yuan Shen.

Compared with the position of Dragon King, Xia Jiang, who is supported by Yuanshen-level monks, will have influence beyond Xiajiang Province and become the top power of the Dayong Dynasty, competing with the Xuanjing Division, Longjiang Shui Tribe, Black Heart Demon Sect, Kunlun Sect, and White Horse Temple.

Wait for the big forces to stand together.

At that time, he can rely on the Xiajiang Shui Tribe to go further on the path of cultivation.

Compared to him, Ao Xiu next to him had hatred in his eyes.

"Old Immortal, now you are finally dying. Why don't you pass the throne to me? It's obvious that my cultivation is stronger than that pretty boy Ao Lin, and my bloodline is purer than him, but you turn a blind eye!!"

"...Haha, just watch. After you die, the throne of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe will still be mine."

The black-robed man standing behind him felt the ferocious aura emanating from Ao Xiu, and looked at the half-disabled giant dragon whose scales were cracked and stained with blood as the flames in the water gradually extinguished, and his sinister eyes flashed away.

"Wow...!"

A giant dragon with a miserable body emerged from the river. Although most of its strength was restored after swallowing the elixir, everyone understood.

It can't survive this catastrophe!

The giant dragon looked up at the thunder in the air, then turned to look at his subordinates, and finally focused on his two sons.

"Ao Lin, from now on, the Xiajiang Aquatic Tribe will be left to you."

Accompanied by an old but tired voice, light flashed, and an aqua blue coral staff appeared in Ao Lin's hand.

When Ao Xiu saw him next to him, the anger in his eyes suddenly rose.

"Damn it, this old guy has actually handed over the 'Dragon God's Staff' that symbolizes the power of the Dragon King to him in advance."

Ao Lin held the scepter and knelt on one knee.

"Father, don't worry, my son will definitely inherit your will and manage the Xiajiang Aquatic Tribe well."

After nodding his head happily, he turned his eyes to the side.

"Prime Minister Gui, please assist Ao Lin in the future to manage the Xiajiang Aquatic Tribe well."

Originally the two of them were not helping each other. The short, fat old man with a tortoise-like face nodded and held his fists in salute.

"Dragon King, don't worry, Gui Twelve will do his best to assist the new Dragon King."

At this time, Ao Xiu finally couldn't wait any longer.

At this time, Ao Yu passed the title of Dragon King to Ao Lin in front of all the senior officials of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe. It was obvious that he wanted to create an established fact and not give him a chance to plot secretly.

This also ruined Ao Xiu's original plan to wait until Ao Yu was killed by the Heavenly Tribulation and return to Xiajiang Dragon Palace to find an opportunity to regain the position of Dragon King.

Xu Junming, who had been paying attention here, couldn't help but shook his head when he saw the change in Ao Xiu's expression.

"This Xiajiang Laojiao is really not an outstanding ruler. Since he knew that the Xiajiang Shui Tribe had two sons fighting for each other, he didn't plan ahead. Moreover, he was too obsessed with power and didn't think about confirming Ao Lin's throne until his death. It was really a disaster.
Chapter completed!