Xia Qiu walked towards the Amber Dragon Palace based on her memory. She was alone at the bottom of the lake, relying only on the light of the night pearl, and she always felt a little scared.
But a small blue fish suddenly appeared next to her, circled around her a few times as if it was spiritual, and then swam in front of her. She wondered if it was going to lead her way? Then I decided to follow it and move forward.
After a while, the dimly lit Amber Dragon Palace appeared in front of her, and the little fish just flicked its tail and disappeared.
She struggled to swim upstream, passed through the barrier created by magic to isolate the lake, and came to the courtyard of the Amber Dragon Palace. The soldiers patrolling there stopped her and just about to ask her identity, another soldier on the side reminded: "This is the human blood pact maker who came with the Demon King Fox and the young master!"
When the soldier heard this, he quickly let her go.
After she entered the Amber Dragon Palace, she was led to the old Dragon King's bed by the demon servant in the palace. The Amber Dragon King was lying on the bed, with a painful expression on his face, and beads of sweat on his forehead and brows, resembling a person suffering from nightmares.
Xia Qiu moved a chair, sat down in front of his bed and held one of his hands. Then she closed her eyes and tried to force herself into a state of separation.
After a severe headache, she felt a cold wind blowing from the top of her head, which made her face itchy with the thorns on her forehead. She opened her eyes and found that she had arrived in a completely unfamiliar world.
Dark clouds covered the cracked earth, and lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the black tower standing in front. Waves of mournful moans continued to be heard from the tower, and then heavy raindrops fell, and she ran towards the tower. On a stone tablet in front of the tower were engraved the words Fulong Tower. She guessed that this was where the Amber Dragon King was imprisoned. Without thinking, she pushed open the heavy double doors under the tower and walked into the tower.
The tower was dark, with only flickering will-o'-the-wisps dancing in the air. A burst of weird laughter suddenly sounded, shocking Xia Qiu and calling out the plum blade in a hurry. The laughter one after another led her to the spiral staircase that extended downwards. Because she was still not used to the darkness around her, she missed the mark and almost fell down.
She listened carefully to the laughter coming from the bottom of the stairs, intertwined with the sad moans she had heard before, and then turned down cautiously. The arc of the spiral staircase became larger as she went down, and the space below was very open. The light here was no different from the light above, but her eyes began to get used to it.
Several fluorescent-colored will-o'-the-wisps flew past her, temporarily stopping her from moving forward. As soon as she stopped, she heard the rapid footsteps in front of her again. Looking through the dim light of the will-o'-the-wisps, she saw a black figure running down. She chased it all the way to the end of the stairs.
This is the main part of the tower. Countless will-o'-wisps light up at the same time, illuminating the entire space.
A huge pillar in the middle leads directly to the top of the tower, and hovering on the pillar is a white dragon. This dragon is almost identical except that its size is several times larger than the dragon transformed by Qianqi. Its faucet rests on the ground with its head facing downwards, and the mournful sound comes from it.
Xia Qiu knew that it must be the true form of the Amber Dragon King. She walked up to it and saw a golden feather stuck in the middle of the white dragon's forehead.
She called out: "Lord Dragon King!"
But what responded to her was another voice.
"How's it going? Beautiful, isn't it? Look at that pure golden color!"
She turned around and it was Shieldskin in human form standing behind her, so she angrily asked: "What did you do to the Amber Dragon King?"
The shield skin in human form is quite tall, dressed in black and wearing a gauze crown. He crossed his hands on his chest and asked her: "Do you know what the natural enemy of the dragon is?"
Xia Qiu shook his head.
He continued: "The natural enemy of the dragon is Garuda. This kind of golden-winged bird feeds on the dragon. It is the only divine beast that can restrain the dragon."
Dunpi suddenly flashed and came to Xia Qiu again, stroking the golden feathers on the white dragon's head, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that just such a feather can cause the Lord Dragon King such pain!"
Xia Qiu turned around and waved the plum blade in her hand towards him, but the shield dissipated like smoke. She hurriedly reached out to pluck the feathers on the white dragon's head. She tried several times but the feathers were still firmly there and motionless.
"How could this happen?!" she couldn't help but sigh.
"Once this feather is inserted, no one except me can pull it out!" Shieldskin appeared behind her again and said, this time he was actually suspended in the air.
"What exactly is the hatred between the Amber Dragon King and you? Why do you insist on harming him like this?" Xia Qiu asked. She couldn't think of any connection between the old Dragon King and Dunpi, who was long gone.
"It's strange that as a divine beast, he not only fell into the demon world, took refuge with the Demon King Fox, but also took over Dong Yao. Because of his arrival, my descendants gradually forgot about me! For so many years, I have been waiting for resurrection The timing is just about to succeed, but he wants to help you destroy Yuqiyan. It's not that I want to be his enemy, but that he has repeatedly ruined my good deeds!" Dunpi responded to her with an expression of deep hatred on his face.
"But I have to save the Amber Dragon King!" Xia Qiu no longer wanted to talk to him, because if he delayed any longer, the old Dragon King's situation would only get worse.
"Let me win first and then let's talk!" Dunpi said, reaching out to summon his weapon, which was a red coral sword about four feet long.
This time, Xia Qiu decided to take the initiative to attack. She jumped up in front of Dunpi and made a diagonal slash.
"when!"
The plum blade and the coral sword made a sound when they collided. Xia Qiu and Dunpi competed with each other across the sword, and the two demon power cyclones were also formed around their bodies.
Shieldskin's demonic cyclone is like the black ink he sprayed out when he was in octopus form, like a black hole behind him trying to swallow up Xia Qiu's pink demonic cyclone. Xia Qiu also showed no sign of weakness. Although she was fighting alone at the moment, her companions were supporting her mentally.
She must win this battle!
The reason is very simple, because it is related to the life and death of Qianqi's father, Amber Dragon King. She still remembered the instructions in Qianqi's eyes when she left the Lake Temple. Although it was heavy, it also gave her strength.
After a fierce competition, it was hard to tell who was the winner. Dunpi could not help but look at the human girl in front of him again. There must be an extremely powerful soul living in this fragile body, otherwise she would not have such a determined look in her eyes.
He finally pushed it away, ducked behind her and swung his sword down. He thought he would succeed, but he didn't expect her to dodge it with just a slight dodge.
Xia Qiu was eager to save the Dragon King and became bolder. She no longer stuck to the sword skills she had learned in daily life, but relied on her feelings and the guidance of the plum blade to make her movements light and fast.
She and Dunpi shuttled between the will-o'-the-wisps in the air, exchanging moves at extremely fast speeds, drawing black and pink lines in the light and shadow of the sword.
Dunpi's swordsmanship is strong, yet has the fluidity of water.
He suddenly used the coral sword to spin around the plum blade in Xia Qiu's hand, and the plum blade began to vibrate up and down uncontrollably. He took advantage of this opportunity and kicked Xia Qiu from the air to the ground with a spin. This kick was right on her lower abdomen, and she spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as she straightened up from the ground.
Dunpi would not show mercy to her, so before she could recover, he struck her with his sword. Fortunately, she reacted in time and jumped to the side to avoid the blow.
Immediately afterwards, she began to be at a disadvantage, unable to parry except to dodge, and fell into fatigue because of this.
"Master! In the world of soul separation, the soul will become more powerful after leaving the body. Both speed and strength will be doubled! Let me, Mei Ren, help you!" Mei Ren's voice came from Xia Qiu's mind.
Dunpi was preparing to take advantage of his current advantage to quickly deal with his opponent when the phantom of a woman in red wearing a white mask suddenly appeared and landed on the human girl, overlapping with her and holding the plum blade together.
The girl seemed to have changed in an instant. He felt that she was drawing the knife much faster than before, with an indescribable confidence. She used a completely different set of sword techniques than before. This sword technique was like a dream. As the blade was swung, countless red plum petals fell one after another. If it weren't for the fierce fight, Dunpi would even want to stop and admire this. picture.
Xia Qiu only felt that her movements were getting faster and faster with the plum blade, and that it was becoming more and more consistent with her own demonic power, almost to the point where the two became one.
She whipped the shield aside with a horizontal spinning slash, and then pressed him toward the ground with a vertical slash.
The moment his feet landed on the ground, he used the back force to bounce her away. Just as he was about to fight back, she dodged behind him and struck another vertical swing. Dunpi almost knelt and leaned back to catch the blow. Already very close to the ground.
He used the strength of his elbow to block Xia Qiu's knife again, twisted his body and flipped up, standing there breathing heavily. He knew in his heart that he would lose if this continued, but he was unwilling to accept this fact. He would have to die again. Struggle.
He once again raised his coral sword and attacked Xia Qiu, but she stood there incredulously and did not dodge.
A plum blossom petal fell on the blade in her hand. He rushed to her. Before he could realize what was happening, he only saw a flash of sunlight and her knife had already slashed across his body.
"The cold shadow buries the plum soul, the cold blade cuts off the world."
After she finished speaking, the plum blossom petal was still there, and there was no blood on the blade. But he was already kneeling on the ground, and black blood spattered out. If he hadn't clenched the coral sword with both hands and tried to hold on, he would have fallen into a pool of blood. among.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for so long, he still failed to fulfill his long-cherished wish. This may be his fate. No one can reverse it. In this case, he has no choice but to accept his fate. He stretched out his hand and lifted up, and the golden feather stuck on the white dragon's head was pulled out, and he fell heavily and died.
Bai Long opened his eyes quickly, sighed and slid down the pillar, flying to Xia Qiu with a wave of air, winking at her and nodding.
Then he led her straight up and out of the tower, flying into the air.