Taking advantage of the strong wind created by the battle between the little white dragon and the nine-headed insect, Shen Luo flew back a distance before stopping.
He took the time to heal his wounds, and at the same time used his magic power to activate the Panlong Wall, drawing out a pure yang force and injecting it into Wu Man'er's body.
Wu Man'er let out a moan and opened her eyes.
"Are you awake?" Shen Luo was delighted and let go of the other person.
"Thank you, Brother Shen, you saved my life again." Wu Man'er recalled the situation before she fell into a coma and said with her head slightly lowered.
"It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. We are not out of danger yet." Shen Luo shook his head and looked forward.
In front, the little white dragon and the nine-headed insect were already fighting each other, with gun shadows flying everywhere, hook shadows flashing, and huge roars like countless thunders. Both sides seemed to be evenly matched.
"What an amazing marksmanship! Who is this young man in white?" Wu Man'er looked surprised.
"He is a senior from the Dragon Clan, Ao Lie, the third prince of the West Sea. He was the one who saved our lives just now." Shen Luo said.
"Senior Ao Lie! It's him! Should we go forward to help?" Wu Man'er showed a look of surprise, and obviously she had heard about the little white dragon, and then asked again.
"No need, Senior Ao Lie will definitely be able to defeat this nine-headed insect." Shen Luo said with a smile.
Xiao Bailong's spear skills are much more powerful than Ao Hong's. They are as powerful as raging waves, continuous and endless. They have mastered the essence of the dragon clan's spear skills. The sharp spear shadow also contains a strong power of Buddhism, which not only greatly increases the power, but also increases the sustainability of the spear skills.
On the contrary, the Nine-Headed Insect's Moon Soul Hook, although extremely powerful, obviously lacks stamina and will definitely fall into a disadvantage after a long time.
As Shen Luo expected, as time went by, the little white dragon became more and more courageous. His whole body was filled with golden light, like a Buddha or a saint. The tip of his spear continuously shot out brilliant golden light, and Buddhist chants resounded through the void.
But the Nine-Headed Insect gradually fell into a disadvantage, his face flushed and he was panting.
"Impossible! This Xiaolong's strength has actually reached such a level!" He was shocked and angry.
In the past, the two had fought in the Dragon Palace of the West Sea for the fight for Princess All Saints. Although Little White Dragon's strength was not weak at that time, he was still far behind him. Only a few years have passed, and Little White Dragon's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds to this level.
The Nine-Headed Insect was already at a disadvantage, and now distracted by other things, it immediately revealed a flaw.
The little white dragon's eyes were so sharp that the dragon spear spit out like a poisonous snake's tongue and inserted into the middle of the two Moon Soul Hooks, shaking left and right.
With two loud "clang" sounds, the Nine-Headed Insect's arms seemed to be shocked by electricity, and the two Moon Soul Hooks were shaken to the sides, revealing the wide open middle door.
"Tornado Rain Strike!"
The little white dragon let out a low roar, and golden light shone from the dragon spear. Countless spear shadows shot out from it, covering the body of the Nine-headed Insect like a rainstorm.
The Nine-Headed Insect was shocked, but it was too late to retract the Moon Soul Hook. Blood flashed on its neck, and eight ferocious bird heads appeared.
The nine heads opened their mouths at the same time and nine balls of blood shot out, transforming into a black and red blood cloud about ten feet in size that blocked in front of them, emitting a nauseating stench, quite similar to the previous black blood rain.
Before he could do anything else, countless gun shadows hit the blood cloud.
There was a loud "hissing" sound. As soon as the gun shadow touched the blood cloud, it was like ice and snow meeting fire. It was quickly corroded and melted, and most of it disappeared in the blink of an eye.