my luck is on

When Lei Zikun heard the voice from behind, he flicked his finger with a frightened expression.

As soon as the two yellow papers came out, the breeze enveloped his figure.

It was too late and then it was too fast, the double-winged tiger rushed forward, roaring from the tiger's mouth, and a burst of sound waves hit. .

Lu Yang was stunned at first, thinking that the counterattack just now would expose the other party's weakness and give him an opportunity to take advantage of it.

I didn't expect the other party to react so quickly!

With a thought of Lu Yang, the Blood Fiend Kung Fu was activated immediately.

The sonic attack relying on spiritual energy was immediately absorbed by the blood evil art.

The blood evil skill is extremely evil, as long as it is an attack in the form of spiritual power, it can be absorbed within the range of the blood evil skill.

Lei Zikun sneered and said, "I want to see how capable you are."

After saying that, the two-winged tiger pounced on it.

Lei Zikun picked up a water-blue long whip, and hit Lu Yang one by one.

"So fast!"

Lu Yang turned pale with fright, it was too late to dodge.

"Roar!"

When Lu Yang didn't pay attention, he was hit by the double-winged tiger in the back, and flew out to knock out a cloud of dust and smoke.

Looking at Lu Yang in the dust and mist, Lei Zikun showed a ferocious smile, and said, "A monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage dares to fight with the Nascent Soul Stage. I'm really tired of working!"

Lu Yang got up in pain, but before he could stand still, a water-blue dragon rushed towards him.

"Damn!"

Lu Yang gritted his teeth, and in desperation called out the sword fetus.

"Swing the autumn with one sword!"

Thirty-six sword qi were sent out along the way, turning into a white dragon.

Seeing this, Lei Zikun smiled arrogantly, and said: "So you have so many sword fetuses, I am really lucky today, I will catch you and use it to strengthen my strength!"

Saying that, Lei Zikun's whip shadow fell down again.

The two-winged tiger was waiting for the opportunity to move.

Lu Yangfei dodged and said, "You want to catch me, stop dreaming!"

After saying this, Lu Yang clenched his teeth and shouted, "Come on!"

In an instant, 36 sword embryos merged into one, forming a huge long sword.

The giant sword sprang out from Lu Yang's back. The Shuangwing Tiger saw the giant sword, and had no intention of dodging it. Instead, the tiger's mouth opened wide, wanting to swallow the giant sword.

"Eat that sword!"

Lei Zikun showed a smile. The Shuangyihu is good at devouring magic weapons and artifacts. Lu Yang's move is tantamount to fighting the fire with his salary.

A few seconds later, Lei Zikun's eyes widened immediately, and he looked ahead in disbelief.

The primordial spirit in the giant sword turned out to be the backlash of the double-winged tiger.

The giant sword penetrated the body of the two-winged tiger effortlessly.

The Shuangwing Tiger turned his head, looked at the huge blood hole on his body, and then fell down.

At this time, Lei Zikun was furious and vowed to kill Lu Yang on the spot.

All the spirit beasts were destroyed by Lu Yang, and Lei Zikun's primordial spirit urged them to attack them with whip shadows.

"Fight!"

Knowing the critical moment, Lu Yang re-divided the giant sword into sword embryos, activated the aura with willpower, and turned it into countless golden swords.

Every time the golden sword was blocked, the Whip Shadow lost a point, which made Lei Zikun's heart ache.

Lei Zikun felt something was wrong, he had never met a character who could summon so many swords.

Immediately, Lei Zikun bit his tongue and smeared the blood on the long whip, and dragon groaned all over the place.

Lei Zikun wanted to use his blood essence to urge the cruelty and killing of the weapons in his hands.

As long as he can escape this time, he will not hesitate to sacrifice this high-grade magic weapon in his hand.

In the future, it will not be difficult to catch a few monsters and use them as Yuanlings to make weapons.

At the cost of sacrificing the magic weapon, Lei Zikun resorted to the Dragon God Whip technique.

At this time, Lu Yang saw a flood dragon vaguely floating above Lei Zikun's head, looking extremely painful.

With pain and struggle, Jiaolong rushed towards Lu Yang.

Looking at the flood dragon, Lu Yang sighed and said, "Be patient, and you will be free soon."

Lu Yang secretly performed the blood evil skill, intending to suck the aura from the long whip and release the imprisoned Yuanling.

In addition, Lu Yang was still manipulating the sword embryo to block Lei Zikun's attack.

I saw Lu Yang transformed into the Haotian Sword, and the sword energy was like a shooting star, shooting towards Lei Zikun.

Lei Zikun wanted to dodge, but because he was controlling the dragon, his strength plummeted, and he couldn't dodge this sword energy at all.

The sword energy pierced through the dantian, and Lei Zikun's Nascent Soul was smashed by the sword energy before he could even get out of his body.

Without Lei Zikun's spiritual support, the water-blue long whip fell in mid-air and was caught by Lu Yang with one hand.

Lei Zikun lay on the ground and stared wide-eyed, astonishment froze on his face.

Lu Yang didn't feel any sense of victory, and tiredly retracted the sword embryo.

Looking at the water-blue long whip in his hand, Lu Yang urged his spiritual power, and the blood essence and seal formation remaining on it were instantly destroyed.

A small dragon covered in scales lay limp in Lu Yang's hands, without any dragon power or aura at all.

Xiaolong said with an air of gossamer, "Thank you..."

Although he died, Xiaolong's tone was still full of peace.

At least he was finally freed.

Lu Yang hesitated for two seconds, then said: "If you don't mind, I can refine you into a Yuanling. Although you can't become a real dragon, at least you can live."

Before Xiaolong agreed, Lu Yang released some spiritual power to strengthen Jiaolong's soul.

Feeling the gentle spiritual power, which strengthened his soul that was about to be broken, Jiaolong's eyes were slightly surprised.

Looking at Lei Zikun's body behind, Jiaolong showed a bitter smile, and said: "Our Jiaolong clan has an agreement with Yushoumen. They help the Jiaolong clan save the catastrophe and transform into dragons. We provide offspring for them to practice, but we didn't expect , They are not helping us save the catastrophe and transforming into dragons, but want to use us!"

Lu Yang sighed, he didn't care much about Jiaolong and Yushoumen.

Even if you know, you can't control it.

What he can do now is to use the Juling town on the Liangyi scroll to strengthen the Jiaolong Yuanshen and put it in it to warm up.

Lu Yang drew the spirit-gathering array and summoned sword embryos to serve as the array's guts.

Jiaolong looked at Lu Yang summoning 36 sword embryos out of thin air, and asked with an extremely surprised expression: "Who are you? How come there are so many sword embryos."

"I'm just an ordinary person, don't worry, I have no malice towards you."

Lu Yang didn't say much, and began to arrange the formation.

After finally finishing it, Lu Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "As long as you want to leave, you can leave at any time."

Jiaolong looked at the water-blue long whip, which had been tempered with spiritual power, and the spiritual power kept floating on it, and said, "I'm tired, let me sleep."

After speaking, the dragon appeared on the water-blue long whip.

Lu Yang knew that Jiaolong was unwilling to enter his body, so he put the long whip into the storage bag.

Back at Feiyun Pavilion, Lu Yang used the Blood Fiend Technique again to enter the cultivation state.

During the process of his spiritual power running, Lu Yang's cultivation gradually improved.

Suddenly, Lu Yang's chest was hit by a giant hammer, causing him to fall to the ground.