Rise of Qinglian

If the seventh-level flood dragon were to die against them, they would naturally not be opponents, but the seventh-level flood dragon was not a fool, so how could it be possible to fight to the death with eight of them!

If the seventh-level flood dragon wants to escape, it will be difficult for them to stop it.

"Seventh-order ice flood dragon!"

Wang Changsheng frowned. Flood dragons were already difficult to deal with. When he was in the lower realm, whether it was the native dragons in Dongli Realm or the fifth-order dragons in Tianlan Realm, they all left a deep impression on him. The fifth-order flood dragon resisted the attack of Tongtian Lingbao.

It is estimated that the seventh-level dragon can resist the middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao. Unless the seventh-level dragon is trapped with a formation, it will be difficult to keep the seventh-level dragon.

If it is really possible to kill this monster and get the essence of the dragon blood, Wang Qingyu can purify the blood after refining it, thereby speeding up the cultivation speed.

If he could get the blood essence of the real dragon, Wang Qingyu would practice faster after refining it. To a certain extent, the blood essence of the real dragon was no less than the apricot fruit of Renshuixian, and the blood essence of the seventh-order flood dragon was equivalent to a great tonic.

"Fellow Daoist Su, you brought the seventh-order formation? Without the formation, it would not be easy for us to keep the seventh-order ice dragon."

Liu Qingfeng frowned and said that he would be a little bit afraid of fighting alone, but with the eight of them joining forces, it would not be a problem to kill the ice dragon, provided that it would not let it escape.

"I have a set of seventh-order formations and eight-door lock demon formations in my hand. As long as this monster is introduced into the formation, it should be able to kill this monster. However, after this is done, the demon core will belong to me, and the rest will belong to you."

Su Yuntao explained that he spent a lot of resources to cultivate the yellow-scaled python to the sixth-level top-grade, and obtained the nine-light dragon's beard fruit to make it swallow the transformation.

The yellow-scaled python has a trace of the blood of a true dragon of the earth attribute, but it is insignificant. Tracing back to the source, its ancestors were true dragons of the earth attribute, but after many generations of mating, the blood was mixed up.

If it is a pure-blooded dragon, the yellow-scaled python can completely transform into a human form if it swallows the nine-light dragon's fruit.

The inner alchemy of the seventh-level middle-grade ice dragon is refined into the Huajiao pill, together with some natural materials and earth treasures, it can purify the blood of the yellow-scaled python, the cultivation speed is faster, and the probability of advancing to the seventh level is greater.

If the yellow-scaled python advances to the seventh rank, Su Yuntao's strength will increase greatly.

"Even if the seventh-order flood dragon cannot be transformed into a human form, its intelligence is not low. It is not easy to introduce it into the formation! Seeing so many of us, it probably ran away immediately."

Niu Pan raised doubts.

If they show up together, they will scare away the seventh-order ice dragon, and if a few people show up, they will probably be killed by the seventh-order dragon.

"I will personally lure the seventh-level ice dragon. In order to dispel its wariness, I need two fellow Taoists to cooperate with me. I have a seventh-level Nine Dragon True Fire Talisman. It is not a problem to hurt the seventh-level ice dragon."

Lin Qingyu took out a talisman seal with erratic red light. The surface of the talisman seal was covered with mysterious runes, emitting a burst of strong mana fluctuations.

"Seventh-order talisman!"

Wang Changsheng's heart moved, Wang Ruyan could only refine sixth-level talisman seals now, and there were not many types, and there was no way to refine seventh-level talisman seals.

As far as he knew, the seventh-level talisman masters in Xuanling Continent could be counted on one hand, so the seventh-level talisman seals were particularly precious.

Talismans and seals are mostly one-time-use items. The higher the grade, the more difficult it is to refine, and the more precious the materials needed. It is better to refine a heavy treasure. Most high-level talismans are auxiliary or defensive, and there are too few offensive ones. , Firstly, the materials are difficult to find, and secondly, it is very difficult to refine.

"Nine Dragons True Fire Talisman, this is one of the five great secret talismans of the Tianfu Sect."

Song Yunlong was surprised.

The Tianfu Sect used to be a well-known sect in Xuanling Continent. It is famous for its talisman-making skills in Xuanling Continent. There are five kinds of seventh-level talisman seals that are particularly powerful and well-known.

The Tianfu faction was founded by Tianfu Zhenjun, who used the seventh-level talisman to kill the Xutian clan who had passed the fusion stage, and became famous.

The success of the Tianfu faction is also the talisman, and the failure is also the talisman. After Tianfu Zhenjun died under the catastrophe, the Tianfu faction began to decline. The number of fit monks continued to decrease and gradually disappeared in the long river of history. The inheritance of the Tianfu Sect was obtained by other forces.

"With this talisman in hand, it is not a problem to injure the seventh-order ice flood dragon. I also need the cooperation of two fellow Taoists. If I go to trouble it alone, it will not believe it."

Lin Qingyu's gaze flicked over Niu Pan and Xue Ji.

She didn't think about Wang Changsheng at all. Wang Changsheng was only at the beginning of the fusion, and the advanced fusion period was only more than a thousand years old. Niu Pan and Xueji were veteran fusion monks.

"Count me in. After this is done, I want some dragon essence blood."

Wang Changsheng took the initiative to invite Ying. He has mastered the supernatural power of the golden cicada's shell, even if he loses, it is still no problem to escape.

He took the initiative to lure the seventh-order ice flood dragon, so that he could share some more dragon essence and blood.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, your cultivation base is too low, that is a mid-level seventh-rank ice dragon."

Su Yuntao reminded that he knew that Wang Changsheng's strength was relatively strong, but the seventh-level flood dragon was not comparable to ordinary seventh-level monsters. Fighting alone, he dared not say that he could completely crush the seventh-level ice dragon.

"Junior Brother Wang is stronger, let him be with you!"

Liu Qingfeng said.

"Wang Daoyou's strength is extraordinary, there is no problem, count me in!"

Niu Pan volunteered.

Both Liu Qingfeng and Niu Pan spoke for Wang Changsheng, and Su Yuntao did not refuse.

Lin Qingyu, Wang Changsheng and Niu Pan flew towards the distance, while Su Yuntao and the others arranged formations here.

After a cup of tea, Lin Qingyu, Wang Changsheng, and Niu Pan appeared in a damp and dark dense forest, and the fallen leaves on the ground were several feet thick.

They were full of vigilance, not daring to be careless.

After advancing more than a hundred steps, Lin Qingyu stopped, and a steep black peak appeared in their sight, and they were hundreds of miles away from the black peak.

"The ice dragon is in the ice cave at the foot of the mountain, and we only discovered the trace of this monster by chance."

Lin Qingyu pointed to the black peak and introduced.

"That ice dragon is currently in the lair? Can you be sure?"

Niu Pan asked in a deep voice.

Lin Qingyu flicked her wrist lightly, and a colorful parrot flew out with bright feathers.

I saw the eyes of the colorful parrot light up with seven-color aura, and after a while, the eyes of the colorful parrot returned to normal.

Lin Qingyu nodded and said, "That's right, it's in the lair."

After hearing this, Niu Pan pinched the magic formula, let out a strange roar, spewed out a golden light, and went straight to the sky.

After the golden light flew high into the sky, it exploded immediately and turned into a golden thundercloud more than a thousand miles in size, covering a thousand miles in radius.

After the rumbling thunder sounded, countless golden arcs emerged, and the wind blew violently.

Wang Changsheng's expression froze. The Leiniu clan is indeed famous for their thunder methods in the Xuanling Continent.

After a deafening thunder sounded, tens of thousands of thick golden lightning pierced the sky and went straight to the black peak.

A huge explosion sounded, vaguely mixed with the sound of dragons, and a white dragon with a length of ten thousand feet appeared high in the sky, with thick scales and armor, wide mouth and fangs, and gusts of white cold air from its nose.