Shen Luo took advantage of the moment when Ao Qin was distracted, and with a flash of his body, he rushed to Ao Hong's side and supported himself with both hands.
A dazzling golden and black light burst out, enveloping Ao Hong's body and isolating the blood-colored notes. Furthermore, beams of black light pierced into Ao Hong's body, absorbing all the blood-colored notes in his body.
Without the evil spirit lingering in his body, the conflict in Ao Hong's body subsided quickly, and he regained consciousness and immediately turned over and stood up.
"Enough, they have been able to resist this damn flute sound, stop playing it!" Ao Qin shouted coldly after seeing this scene.
The sound of the flute in the treasure house suddenly stopped, and the blood-red notes flying everywhere gradually disappeared into thin air.
"I didn't expect you guys to have some skills. I've had enough fun, so I'll send you off now." Ao Qin snorted coldly, took a big step forward, a strange color lit up in his eyes, raised his palm, bent his fingers like claws, and grabbed towards the void in front of him.
I saw a bright light appearing in the palm of his hand, with a blue halo swirling rapidly in the middle. A huge blue light ball appeared out of thin air, and a blurry dragon shadow was swimming in it, devouring the surrounding heaven and earth vitality like a whale swallowing a cow.
A tremendous suction force erupted from it, and the surrounding void rumbled and shook continuously.
“Brother Shen, Ao Qin condensed a trace of dragon soul into it, which can absorb the sea air from the four seas. The majestic vitality of heaven and earth that it attracted is far beyond your and my imagination. You must not resist it.” Seeing this, Ao Hong didn't care about healing his wounds. His whole body flashed with light and he turned into a dragon again.
Shen Luo frowned, and the Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick in his hand emitted a golden light that shot up into the sky.
"Die." Ao Qin on the opposite side shouted angrily and slapped out with his palm.
"Roar..."
Accompanied by a fierce dragon roar, the dark blue ball of light, with a series of afterimages, rushed straight towards Shen Luo and the others. Inside it was a golden dragon shadow with bared fangs and claws, full of bloodthirsty and ferocious aura, and it instantly appeared in front of the two of them.
Shen Luo did not expect Ao Qin to move so quickly. His five fingers moved together, and a golden and black light rose from the Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick, condensing into a light curtain that was half golden and half black. The two forces that should have contradicted each other actually maintained an extremely strange balance.
It's just that he was a moment too slow to act, and failed to maximize the power of the golden and black light curtain, and the dark blue light ball had already flown over.
As soon as the two came into contact, a loud bang shook the entire treasure house.
The blast of light that shot up into the sky broke open the dome of the Dragon Palace's treasury, creating a hole hundreds of feet in size.
Shen Luo and Ao Hong, who were at the center of the explosion, were blown away.
Ao Hong's reaction was a moment slower than Shen Luo's. He was severely knocked away by the explosion before he could use his magical powers. Blood gushed out of his mouth, and the scales on his body shattered into pieces. The gushing blood floated everywhere in the void, splashing out dazzling blood flowers.
Shen Luo was also blown away by the explosion, but fortunately his Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick had blocked most of the impact of the explosion, and he had already used his Xuanyang Huamo magical power, so his defense was extremely strong and he was not injured.
He was just about to check on Ao Hong's condition when a sharp whistle suddenly sounded from the center of the explosion. A three-foot-long golden dragon shot out like a golden sword and headed straight for Ao Hong's head.
Shen Luo's pupils shrank. The golden dragon looked ordinary, but it exuded a strong aura of destruction. If this attack succeeded, Ao Hong would be dead.