But now this flying dragon does not have its own inner core, so its ability is not very strong, and it is caught in the attack of the black dragon and the phoenix.
No matter where it escaped, there was no way to escape. After the phoenix screamed in the sky, it rushed towards the flying dragon. Just when everyone thought that the flying dragon would be burned to death, a golden light shrouded it, and directly The flying dragon was shrouded in it.
Then I saw a person in the control of the sky appearing in front of everyone. I saw that person was dressed in a silver-white robe like the moon, with a bright red cloud pattern on the wide long sleeves, and long silver hair fluttering in the wind. , half of his face was covered with the same silver mask, and only the left half was left. A pair of silver eyes were like the rippling water under the moon. A curved scarlet crescent moon marks off the whole face, showing a bit of nobility and arrogance.
There was not a trace of fluctuation in the quiet and serene eyes, like an ice lake that would not melt for two thousand years, but the corners of the slightly raised mouth outlined a trace of a smile.
At first glance, it seems to be different from the breath of all the people she has seen. On the contrary, compared with Situ Wuyou's arrogance, the former is an innate king's breath, while the latter is like a landscape painting with a faint ink fragrance, an understatement. But timeless.
If compared with Huang Qianye, an exiled immortal with a cold and charismatic charm makes one dare not take a step, but this one is a running script written at will, swiping and splashing ink freely.
For some reason, watching him smile so much made her uncomfortable.
The man laughed even more strangely, the flames as transparent as a ray of sunlight seemed to break through the clouds and shot directly on his charming and alluring face.
In between, he suddenly walked towards Mo Lingxuan in the air!
Yes, go!
The slow look didn't seem to be in any hurry at all, as if he was walking on the ground at the moment, everyone took a cold breath when they saw it, all eyes were already looking at him, that kind of It made people admire and feel that they didn't care at all, but kept looking at Mo Lingxuan.
At this moment, Mo Lingxuan was a little hairy when she saw it, and it seemed that it made her uncomfortable at all.
Situ Wuyou pulled her and pulled her behind him. He stood in front of her, and he was only two or three meters away from them. After seeing Situ Wuyou, he stopped.
He smiled coldly, even with a hint of sarcasm: "You haven't changed at all after so many years!"
He looked at Situ Wuyou and said involuntarily, but Died Wuyou didn't care and returned to him: "The same is true for you!"
"Hahaha!"
After hearing what Situ Wuyou said, he couldn't help laughing: "Well, since that's the case, then you didn't have the ability to protect her before, do you think you still have it?"
His words were full of gunpowder, and after he finished speaking, he rushed towards Situ Wuyou. Situ Wuyou immediately guarded him when he saw it, but when he rushed over, suddenly a sharp dagger behind him wanted to stab him. When he came over, the hand that was originally reaching behind to grab Mo Lingxuan immediately shrank back when he saw this, and then Situ Wuyou kicked, Curse jumped up, flipped over and stepped back, and heard a woman screaming. Angrily said: