Apocalypse Paradise

The water flowing down the waterfall was frozen layer by layer, and only the water near the cold dragon was still flowing. Blood mist filled the air, and a bit of cold air eroded the surrounding third-order high-level monsters.

Han Jiao's eyes showed some humanistic teasing, and with a slight lift of its tail, the white lotus flew up from the pool. It opened its mouth and sucked it into its belly.

The surrounding third-level high-level monsters immediately fled in all directions. The giant eagle finally struggled out of the ice, with thunder and lightning all over its body. It flapped its wings and tried to escape, but before it could fly high enough, it was caught by the dragon's tail and fell to the ground. A big hole was made, and some people were dying.

Han Jiao roared and attacked the giant crocodile.

The giant crocodile felt the terrifying aura behind it getting closer and closer, and did not dare to look back. It just swung its tail wildly and waved its limbs into afterimages.

Seeing that many magical beasts were about to flee the valley, the cold dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and bursts of cold breath spread, slowing down the speed of the magical beasts.

As soon as Wang saw the back of the cold dragon quietly emerging from the soil, and looking at the eyes of the giant eagle seeking to survive, with a thought in his mind, he used a hydrotherapy technique to quickly restore the giant eagle's injuries.

"We need cooperation to escape." Wang Yi was afraid that the giant eagle wouldn't understand his words and pointed at Han Jiao's back, then pointed at himself, and gave the giant eagle another hydrotherapy spell.

Seeing the blue light flashing on Wang Yi's hand, the giant eagle felt that his condition was getting better and better, and cried softly twice.

Wang Yi jumped up and lay on the back of the giant eagle, grabbed a feather on it, and the giant eagle flapped its wings and took off.

It feels better than ever.

Seeing that Han Jiao was about to catch up with the giant crocodile, Wang Yi steadied himself on the back of the giant eagle, took out his long bow, and fired nine consecutive shots, hitting Han Jiao's back near the neck with a series of water arrows.

Hanjiao paused and roared. It was obvious that Wang Yi had hurt it.

No longer caring about the giant crocodile in front of him, he turned around and saw the giant eagle in mid-air, and breathed out ice.

But this time the giant eagle was in excellent condition and easily dodged it.

"We need to unite other monsters, otherwise no one can escape." Wang Yi shouted on the back of the giant eagle. He drew his bow while shouting, and the soft blue light condensed into arrows, and he shot at a kind of monster to help them recover. .

The aura of Han Jiao continued to rise. As its aura became stronger, the blood mist in the mountain forest quickly disappeared, and the eyes of the third-level monsters became clear.

The blood moon in the sky also turned white, and the monsters that were fighting with the students suddenly stopped attacking and began to retreat in an orderly manner.

At this moment, they turned back into intelligent spiritual beasts.

The staff responsible for supervising the secret realm discovered that the originally bloody formation had turned blue.

At this moment, the wristbands of many students also became ineffective due to the change in formation, which made the staff anxious.

The fourth-level formation master from Houtu Academy and the formation master from Fallen Dragon Secret Realm worked together to check the formation.

But with their level, it would take at least a whole day to check such a huge formation, which was nothing at this time.

But now there are many students, including geniuses from major colleges. They cannot afford to delay not only a day but even half a day. No one can bear this responsibility.

"You guys check first, we've called for help! The stationed saints are on the way and the fifth-level formation mages from all the major colleges are also on their way."

"With the speed of a saint, we can arrive there in a moment, but it's a pity that all the sixth-level formation mages have gone to the front lines of the battlefield! We can't contact them here. I hope nothing happens."

"Everyone, we can only pray that the students are fine!"

A bolt of lightning struck in the sky outside the Fallen Dragon Secret Realm. It was only a moment before a white-haired young man wearing a purple shirt suddenly appeared.

"Yan Sheng is here!" A group of professors went to greet him.

"What's going on inside now?" Yan Sheng's young face sounded old and strong.

"Still checking, we can't contact the students yet."

"Have you tried sending someone in?"

"I tried it, the portal is closed!"

The originally sunny weather suddenly turned cloudy, and the Razer flew through the dark clouds, making a roaring sound.

Obviously the white-haired Yan Sheng is not as calm as he appears.

"If I can't find a solution after waiting another half day, I will dismantle this secret realm."

"A level five formation master should be able to arrive in half a day." The professor from Leiyuan answered under pressure.

"Oh, if there is no other way, this is the only way! Although the secret realm is precious, there are eight highly qualified seedlings in it this time, so nothing can go wrong."

The Fallen Dragon Secret Realm was created by a dead saint combining the power of heaven and earth. Even with the blessing of a sixth-level formation, it could not withstand the attack of a high-level saint.

However, if a saint attacks, there is a high probability that the secret realm will dissipate. The lesser of two evils, destroying the secret realm will naturally save the students.

The weather was a little better, but still cloudy.

A large lake in the west of the valley suddenly stirred up waves, and a water dragon that looked exactly like Han Jiao but had a different color flew out of the water and flew straight towards the center of the secret realm, deep into the mountain forest.

On the east side of the valley, a blue water dragon also flew out. It was larger in size and had the same order as the blue water dragon.

All the monsters trembled when the water dragon passed by, and they didn't dare to get up for a long time.

"Roar!" Han Jiao seemed to feel something. He turned around and stopped fighting with Wang Yi, flicking his tail and flying towards the center of the mountain forest.

As many monsters regained their senses and turned into spirit beasts, they no longer faced each other tit for tat, but instead let out light roars.

The giant eagle responded with a soft cry and brought Wang Yi to the ground.

As Wang Yi landed, they looked at each other and began to breathe rhythmically. Dark blue light rose up from the many spirit beasts, and then gathered together, turning into a small dark blue dragon, and poured into Wang Yi's body. middle.

Without enough time to dodge, Wang Yi was rushed into his body by the blue dragon.

Wang Yi turned into a little blue man and glowed blue, while the spiritual beast that lost its light was a little sluggish, but its eyes were full of relief.

Although the dragon's blood makes their combat power much stronger, it also affects their intelligence, making them only know how to fight and kill.

Now that they have the opportunity to get rid of the influence of the fallen dragon, they naturally know the choice. As for giving the dragon's blood to Wang Yi, it is naturally to repay him.

In their perception, Wang Yi is not a creature in this secret realm, and is not greatly affected by the blood moon.

The dragon's blood entered Wang Yi's body and wanted to corrode him. Light blue scales began to appear on Wang Yi's body, and his originally black hair also turned blue.

Wang Yi was rolling on the ground in pain, but when the dragon's blood wanted to erode Wang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, it disappeared as soon as it entered.

Wang Yi's realm improved rapidly.

Seeing Wang Yi writhing in pain on the ground, all the spirit beasts looked at me and I looked at you. With their embarrassed eyes, they all turned their backs to protect Wang Yi.

Finally, Wang Yi's cultivation reached a high-level elemental master and he stopped.

As Wang Yi slowly calmed down, many vague pictures suddenly flashed in his mind, including a towering black maple tree, an old man with gray hair and ragged clothes lying on a chair holding a long knife, and an old man similar to himself. But the younger man, who was decidedly more mature, was wielding a hoe.

These images became increasingly blurry. When Wang woke up and looked at the scales on his hands, they returned to their original state with a thought.

"Thank you for your protection." Wang Yi waved his hand and filled the air with blue light.

Many spiritual beasts recovered from their malaise, and their auras continued to rise.

"Farewell."

Many spirit beasts were eager to leave. They wanted to use this momentum to break through, so they left without having time to say goodbye and wanted to rush back to their lair as soon as possible.

The giant eagle cried softly when it was leaving, and Wang Yi could vaguely understand its meaning.