Dragons are the highest-level sacred creatures in all continents, especially against creatures such as monsters or spirits, they have a crushing advantage.
Hearing the dragon chant, the demon beauty and the lady's face suddenly turned pale, and they let out a shrill scream, and their spiritual bodies instantly blurred, as if they would scatter in the next moment!
How could Chen Changsheng miss this opportunity? Ye Shi stepped on the seat of Zhen Xing, broke through the void and came to the rear. With a wave of his right sleeve, An Hua and the general were swept away.
With a wave of his sleeve, it seemed that the stars in the night sky were also involved, because there was a sudden darkness between the sky and the earth.
In fact, that's because the sky full of stars is covered.
Zhizhi disappeared from the spot.
In the night sky, there is an extra mysterious frost dragon.
The mountain-like dragon body completely covered the starry sky above the snow valley.
This scene is extremely spectacular and terrifying.
In Gaoyang Town on the other side of the snow ridge, a drunk soldier thought he was dazzled when he saw the scene in the sky.
After he found out that it was really a black dragon, he passed out directly.
Then, more people in Gaoyang Town saw the black dragon straddling the night sky, and the screams and cries kept coming and going, and never stopped.
There was no exclamation or crying in the snow valley, only the sound of hard objects being cracked and torn apart.
Countless auras of snow and frost spewed out from the mouth of the mysterious dragon in the night sky, and fell towards the ground.
The ice flakes flying all over the sky were instantly frozen into finer powder, the dry bottom of the lake was directly frozen and cracked, and the newly gushing hot springs were frozen into glass-like ice slurry before the mist was released. The pulp was frozen and cracked again!
Wherever that cold breath touched, everything in the world was frozen and then split apart!
This is the most powerful and terrifying method of the Xuanshuang dragon, the deep cold dragon's breath!
There are countless frost and snow in the deep cold dragon's breath, but it is not ordinary frost and snow, it falls very fast, more like a heavy rain, covering the entire lake garden.
Accompanied by the palpitating sound of tearing, Nanke's dress had countless fine tears, and the Southern Cross sword in his hand showed traces of ice erosion, especially cracks could be seen on the hilt.
In just an instant, she was injured, and the blood that had been changed in color by the frost splashed into the night sky.
A sharp and violent whistling burst out from between her lips.
The two demon beauties spread out and turned into countless tiny light spots, rushing desperately towards her back, forming a pair of demon green wings.
The green light illuminates the gloomy and dark lake garden, drawing countless strange and indisputable lines.
Nanke was like lightning, shuttled back and forth on the lake covered with snow and frost, avoiding the deep cold dragon's breath falling from the night sky.
The restriction that Wang Zhice set up for Zhizhi back then has not been completely lifted, and she has not yet recovered her full strength. Even if she recovers, she is not an adult Xuanshuang dragon after all. After all, the coverage area of the deep cold dragon breath is limited. Flying out of the range of this deep-cold dragon's breath, you can get out of the catastrophe at this moment.
At this time, another ray of light lit up.
It is not the green streamer drawn by Nanke's wings in the night, but a warmer red light, as if from the setting sun reflected on the river.
The twilight is full of the abandoned garden, and the remaining sun is reflected in the night sky.
With a clang, the dagger was unsheathed!
Chen Changsheng's sword is the one with the fastest spread of sword intent and the widest range among the Wenshui Three Styles!
Countless sword lights gushed out from the sheath, just like thousands of golden lights in the river, rising with the wind, and like the net cast by a fisherman on a boat.
The second sword is the Three Songs of Fishing Boats in Lishan Sword Art!
Countless swords came violently and flew towards all directions in the night sky. The incomparably sharp sword intent cut everything between heaven and earth, forming an impenetrable net.
No matter how fast Nan Ke was, there was no way he could break through the sword net in a short time and fly out of the lake garden covered with frost and snow.
When she broke the sword net, her body was frozen and cracked by the dragon's breath spraying down from the night sky, or when she confronted the dragon's breath head-on, she was pierced by thousands of swords!
If nothing else happens, this seems to be her destined end.
However, the Demon Lord is still on the field.
For some reason, Chen Changsheng and Zhizhi ignored the Demon Lord at all, and used all the most powerful methods on Nan Ke from the very beginning.
The reason for this is that Nanke is a relatively weak link, and it is also the link that is most likely to be penetrated by them.
As for the Demon Lord, with Chen Changsheng and Zhizhi's level of strength, even if they tried their best, they couldn't shake it at all, so why bother
And Haidi is still there, no matter whether he is willing to join hands with humans or not, he should know that this is his best chance tonight and also his last chance.
The deep-cold dragon's breath carrying countless frosts fell on the lake garden, and it also landed on Haidi's armor.
Countless elliptical, rain-like ice erosions suddenly appeared on the black armor, and at the same time slightly covered up the power fluctuations in his demon body.
Of course Haidi will make a move, and a move is the most powerful means.
The mountain-like broken stele was thrown towards the Demon Lord silently!
Hai Di knew very well that even if the Demon Lord was seriously injured and his strength was far from his prime, he still couldn't be defeated by him.
He didn't think about hurting the other party at all, he just wanted to hold back for a moment.
As long as the demon king can't rescue him, Chen Changsheng may succeed in killing Nanke, and then they will have a ray of hope with three-on-one.
Obviously, Chen Changsheng thought this way from the beginning, what Hai Di had to do was to cooperate with his thinking.
What is the devil thinking again? He ignored the broken monument that pierced through the air, and he didn't look at his daughter who might die at any time in the deep cold dragon's breath and countless sword qi, but looked down at the guqin in his arms, and his slender and steady fingers fell on the On the strings, pull lightly.
A moving Qingming.
And then... suddenly.
When the chaotic sound rises, it is like ten thousand trees rustling and falling.
Countless zither sounds flew from the strings, ignoring the terrifying breath of the deep-cold dragon, and flew in all directions.
The starry sky was covered by the mysterious dragon, and the snow valley and the lake garden were pitch black, like the deepest night. Suddenly, countless sparks lit up in the night.
Sparks come from friction and impact, not stone and stone, nor gold and stone, but the friction and impact of zither and sword.
Chen Changsheng met countless piano sounds with the countless famous swords that Chen Changsheng sprinkled out with the setting sun hanging and the fishing boat triad.
Every time they meet, there will be a crisp sound, and then a spark will shine.
Thousands of swords, thousands of zither sounds, thousands of encounters, thousands of sparks blooming in the sky, as if a huge tree of fire grew out of the sky between heaven and earth.
Those sparks fell from the sky, but they were not frozen by the deep cold dragon's breath. After falling to the ground, they were still burning, the ice and snow melted, and flames spewed out from the beams.
The world has become much brighter, but because of this, the night can be seen clearly.
Like the face of the devil.