Xiong Yanhong staggered to a stop in front of the water steps and sneered at Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi.
"Even if I am seriously injured, you guys can't act recklessly."
Xiong Yanhong had naturally heard of the name of Jiang Yuebai Wangshu Zhenjun. In addition, after the fight with Mo Baichun, Xiong Yanhong knew that she was not easy to deal with, which was why he did not get entangled with her when he kidnapped Shen Mingjing before.
Moreover, Jiang Yuebai is a guest elder of the Zhuge family and will definitely stand up for Zhuge Ziying. Even if he won't, Xiong Yanhong cannot let anyone from the Zhuge family enter the temple that he had worked so hard to open to take the treasure.
Thinking of this, Xiong Yanhong quickly swallowed a blood-red pill. The demonic energy in his body immediately boiled over and merged with the blood from his wounds. His whole body was glowing with blood, and his momentum rose wildly, and he reached the early stage of the Spiritualization Stage from the Nascent Soul Stage in one fell swoop.
Xiong Yanhong's eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that he was squeezing out all the vitality in his body to gain a temporary boost in strength.
The blood light around him collided with the air, and strange howls continued, forming a blood-red Qilin phantom that enveloped him completely.
"Anan, hold on for me for a while."
Jiang Yuebai sent a message to Lu Nanzhi, who looked cold and raised his hand.
clang!
The Ice Soul Sword flew up into the sky from behind her. As she swung her arm, the sword shadow split into light, bringing with it the sound of ice crystals colliding, and transformed into a wave of icy swords, like waves across the sky.
Compared to the icy sword tide that Jiang Yuebai saw Lu Nanzhi with last time, this majestic sword tide that spanned the sky made it difficult for her to tell whether it was the sword light or real waves. The surging water sword energy and ice sword energy were perfectly integrated.
Lu Nanzhi's face was stern, and he gave the order to kill before the blood-colored Qilin phantom was fully formed.
The waves are surging and the mountains and rivers are collapsing!
Xiong Yanhong's eyes were shocked, as if he had not expected that Lu Nanzhi, a sword cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, could have such great power. He immediately put away his underestimation of the enemy, and tried his best to control the Qilin phantom around him. He raised his front hooves and swung his claws fiercely at the waves rolling down above his head.
Kirin divides the sea!
The air vibrated violently, and Lu Nanzhi's icy sword wave was torn apart by the Qilin's sharp claws.
But Lu Nanzhi was not afraid at all, and the sword moves in his hand suddenly changed.
The blue sea is frozen!
A sudden change occurred, and an extremely cold sword energy burst out from the torn sword wave, with a strong corrosive force, quickly freezing everything around it.
Even the phantom of the Qilin that Xiong Yanhong condensed with his own blood and essence began to emit bursts of ice cracking sounds, and its movements became slower and slower. The front hoof that tore through the sword waves was quickly frozen into an ice sculpture.
Xiong Yanhong was horrified and hurriedly cut off his arm to protect himself. He cut off the frozen front hoof of the Qilin phantom with one stroke, and retreated with blood all over his body to avoid the sword tide.
At the same time, all the blood shadows in his body gathered together and transformed into countless unicorn claws. With an extremely terrifying momentum, he launched a violent attack on Lu Nanzhi.
Boom boom boom!
The Qilin claws and the sword waves continued to collide violently, and the residual power swept across, causing the ground of the square inside the gate of the shrine to shake.
The originally solid ground was beaten back to its original shape of water, with surging waves erupting continuously, splashing water, and the scene was chaotic, like a storm in the sea, with terrifying momentum.
Lu Nanzhi fought with Xiong Yanhong with all his might. Jiang Yuebai, with the remaining strength, brought Zhuge Ziying to the back of the half-open white jade gate.
Just now she discovered that no matter how fiercely the fight between the two people was, all the aftermath would be completely absorbed by these two white jade doors. This was the safest place.
Zhuge Ziying was about to speak when he was interrupted by Jiang Yuebai.
While Jiang Yuebai used the magic of 'transformation' to heal Zhuge Ziying's injuries, he also stimulated a white cloud fungus to grow from the white hair on the back of his head, and transmitted a message to Zhuge Ziying.
Zhuge Ziying opened his eyes wide in horror after hearing Jiang Yuebai's plan. Jiang Yuebai didn't let him explain and reluctantly took off the cloud fungus that had grown on his hair and handed it to him.
"Using spiritual energy to dissolve and absorb it can remove the poison in your body. This opportunity cannot be missed. Help me!"
In Zhuge Ziying's opinion, he and Jiang Yuebai were definitely not friends, and they even had some incompatibility. But at this moment, Jiang Yuebai healed his wounds without any hesitation, and the sincere look in his eyes when he asked him for help made Zhuge Ziying feel ashamed and embarrassed.
Zhuge Ziying didn't like being approached by any woman, but at this moment, facing Jiang Yuebai at close range, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
Moreover, Jiang Yuebai did not dislike him as much as he thought. He was just thinking too much.
While Zhuge Ziying was stunned, Yunzhi had already been slapped into Jiang Yuebai's hands. Jiang Yuebai picked up the Zhulong Spear placed aside, turned around and rushed towards the place where the fierce battle was.
Zhuge Ziying's eyes darkened, and he immediately began to absorb the strange cloud fungus in his hand. As soon as the medicinal power entered his body, the poisonous smoke that he was helpless against disappeared. Zhuge Ziying was amazed, and looked at Jiang Yuebai with a little more curiosity and inquiry.
"Hanging River!"
Xiong Yanhong's roar echoed in the strong wind. He gathered all his blood and essence into a blood-red river that rolled back and flowed down from above Lu Nanzhi with a force as heavy as a thousand pounds.
The ice sword wave was instantly shattered into pieces, and Lu Nanzhi's Ice Soul Sword was blown away by the huge force, crashing deeply into the ground, vibrating violently and causing the sword to ring.
Essence and blood are the result of the condensation of all the strength of a human or monster, and their power is extremely strong.
The pressure emanating from the rushing water above Lu Nanzhi's head made her determined sword heart tremble. Before she even touched it, she could already feel the terrifyingly powerful force in it.
At this moment, a dragon roar, accompanied by a red light, broke through the air.
Jiang Yue, his white clothes fluttering, stepped into the air, and pointed the spear in his hand into the air, meeting the falling stream above his head.
At this moment, everyone seemed to see a giant red dragon swimming upstream, breaking through everything and entering the Dragon Gate.
A deafening roar spread wildly from the air, and the bloody stream was easily broken by Jiang Yuebai's Candle Dragon Spear.
Jiang Yuebai returned to Lu Nanzhi's side, holding his spear on the ground, and a red arc of light suddenly spread out from the tip of the spear.
Ouch!!
The dragon roared loudly, and Xiong Yanhong felt as if he had been hit hard. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his soul was injured by the sound of Zhulong's angry roar. The blood shadows around his body immediately dissipated a lot.
He quickly took out a magical brass chime and waved it around. The crisp and pleasant sound immediately calmed his shaken soul.
All magic practitioners are very likely to be attacked by the magic fire during practice. If they want to keep their sanity, they need a strong willpower or a magic weapon that can calm the mind.
Xiong Yanhong stared up with bloodshot eyes and stared at Jiang Yuebai and the spear in her hand that exuded waves of acquired spiritual pressure.
Before the spear was activated, he thought it was just an ordinary spiritual weapon. Only now did he remember the celestial phenomenon when the strange treasure was born in the Jiuxiao River Basin.
It turned out that she was the one who was refining the acquired spiritual treasure!
Xiong Yanhong was seriously injured and staggered to sit on the steps of the flowing water. At this moment, he suddenly felt like retreating and didn't want to fight anymore.
Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi exchanged a glance and said, "Quick battle, quick decision!"
Lu Nanzhi nodded, "Quick battle, quick decision."
Before he finished speaking, Xiong Yanhong decisively chose to escape, but Jiang Yuebai, who was well prepared, looked stern, and the spine behind him and the spear in his hand simultaneously let out a long dragon roar.
The two sound waves converged, creating circles of black ripples in the air, like ink staining clear water. As the ripples spread, all the light around was swallowed up, and the place fell into a lightless darkness.
This is her, the Zhulong domain!
besides…
(End of this chapter)