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"You escaped by chance that day and snatched away a dark green snake", the man said in a cold voice, the sound moved the sky, like a dragon singing and a phoenix roaring, Wei Wuyou was slightly startled, he pulled away his red scales, turned his head and saw that it was Qing Xu Fairy, "Uncle Qingxu!".

Fairy Qingxu looked calm when she heard the sound, but her left eyelid suddenly twitched. She was always cold and distant, so this small movement seemed very abrupt.

Wei Wuyou could see clearly, as if he was trying to hide his surprise. Why was Fairy Qingxu so shocked when she saw her? !

Is it just to reunite with Mo Jiao who once fought together?

"You were at the Nascent Soul stage back then, and you are still at the Nascent Soul Stage now. It's just that the kid has changed from an unknown person to the Alchemy Stage, but what's the difference? I am now at the Transformation stage!",

Mo Jiao hid himself in the clouds, suppressed his anger and said, "If you two continue to entangle, you will end up in ruins and risk your own life. If you each keep an arm, you will each disperse today!".

The body was destroyed, the dragon beads were taken away, Mo Jiao should wish he could skin and bone himself, how could he let him go?Wei Wuyou thought to himself.

But what Mo Jiao said is true, with its strength in the Transformation Stage, only relying on Uncle Qingxu in the Nascent Soul Stage and himself in the Golden Core Stage, he is no match for Mo Jiao!

After thinking about it like this, Wei Wuyou felt like retreating, she turned her head to look at Fairy Xu, and saw her holding the Zhixu sword, calmly, said coldly,

"Just with your primordial spirit and that body riddled with holes in Duoshe, you want to transform into a dragon pool and become a dragon. Today I will get rid of you!".

She flew in white, and slashed through the air with her finger, a silver sword light of hundreds of meters flashed, streaked through the thick clouds, and slashed down.

The whole sky is crazily surging, the silver light is shining, illuminating the sky, revealing the broken body of the ink dragon, the faint dragon is singing, the silver sword light is dazzling, and the momentum is huge and mighty, as if the whole sky is about to be split open .

Behind the cloud appeared the aura of an ice dragon, with eyes as big as lanterns curled up, opening their mouths to roar, and all the beasts in the world fell to the ground and wailed in an instant.

The cold skin of the Frost Dragon is close to blue. It spread its blue wings and darted around Fairy Qingxu. The powerful breath of the dragon was like a long blue-white cold current wrapped in mist. Wherever it passed, it foreshadowed the end of all living things.

Fairy Qingxu led Buxu leisurely, the wind was cold and the moon was shining, and the aura around her gathered in the Zhixu sword!

The ice dragon writhed like a whirlpool, covered with layers of hoarfrost, and the bone-piercing cold hit the sky and covered the sky, like a thousand miles of ice, the torrential river froze, and people who were fleeing kept running out of the houses that had not yet been affected.

The biting cold wind made his face hurt, Wei Wuyou subconsciously resisted the cold.

Zhixu sword pointed at Mojiao, and the giant frost dragon swooped forward with an irresistible majesty.

Mo Jiao took a step back in fright, showing broken eyes, screaming, spitting out blue poisonous smoke and water jets, and the rotten flesh all over his body also fell down.

Wei Wuyou was shocked, she had seen Zhixu Sword's dragon soul, although it had a shape at that time, but the phantom was ethereal, and the dragon's breath was weak.

As for the ice dragon at this moment, she could clearly see its white and translucent skin, its bluish light and shadow, its body covered with hoarfrost, its translucent blue wide wings, and the crystal clear frost fragments that kept falling with its movements.

Even its eyes are clear, deep and extremely cold.

Looking down at all living beings coldly, with exhalation, the cold dragon's breath penetrates deep into the heart of all things, making everything crisp and fragile, and what is exhaled is silence, cold and death.

But it only submits to one person, it bows its head, and lets her stand on its back, obeying orders.

Wei Wuyou thought, she is really like the ice on the top of the snow mountain in the extreme north, she is beyond reach.

The dragon's breath enveloped the ink jiao, condensed into ice, and hit the ground heavily like a meteor. The impact force of the landing overturned the ink jiao, causing it to be bruised and bruised, and the bones could be seen deep, and it kept twisting reluctantly.

The coercion of a real dragon is definitely not something that a snake can resist. Pieces of flesh and blood turned into blue ice and fell, only to hear it roar, and the flesh and blood peeled off, leaving only a skeleton writhing, bubbling to one place. Go to the smoking pond.

Hualong Pond can grow muscles from bones, soaring dragons, it still has a sliver of vitality!

Fairy Qingxu turned the tip of her sword, and the ice dragon spread its wings and swooped down, grabbing the bone snake with its claws, covering everything it touched with hoarfrost, and the sound of shattering ice was heard as the bones of the bone snake rubbed against each other.

"You really want to force me to this point!" Mo Jiao was furious, shaking his body desperately, trying to break free from the ice dragon's shackles, "Not giving me a way out?!".

Fairy Qingxu put two fingers together, and a small ink-black pot flew out from her sleeves. As she spun around, she saw the bone snake stiffen, and it was faintly visible that Mo Jiao's primordial spirit was about to break away from the bone snake.

The bone snake was furious, gurgling green liquid from its mouth, which turned into poisonous mist when it met the air, and spread out. Wei Wuyou was afraid that she would be in danger, so he stepped forward and threw the chaotic cloth bag, and put all the poisonous mist into the bag.

I could only hear the bones creaking, and the bone snake suddenly swelled in size. The bones were thick and white, showing a dark red color, faintly like blood flowing through the bones.

Qing Xu and Wei Wuyou shot almost at the same time, Zhi Xu and Chi Gui slashed down in the air, one side was the severe frost air, and the other side was the scorching hot essence fire energy.

The frosty blue glow and the scarlet flame's redness blended and repulsed each other, and even canceled each other out, "Back off!" Qing Xu turned his head and reprimanded, his face stern.

Seeing her angry for the first time, Wei Wuyou felt apprehensive, Chi Gui's arrogance slightly subsided, and he backed away!

Without the suppression of the raging flames, the Zhixu sword suddenly became full of arrogance, and the mighty frosty true energy poured down like a torrential river. twist.

The two bone snakes flew towards them like sharp swords, spewing out bursts of venom, the bones all over their bodies were glowing with a faint green, and the bone spurs were sharp, they entangled them relentlessly.

Wei Wuyou was forced to retreat in bursts, Chi Gui was restrained by the emptiness, and the flames could not exert their true energy, so they could only fight with each other with all their strength. On Qingxu's side, he cut off the bone snake again, one turned into two, and suddenly three bones Snakes surround Qingxu, airtight.

"Not good", the number of bone snakes is growing more and more, and it seems that neither mana nor external force can hurt it, just like, "puppet!", Wei Wuyou shouted in a low voice.

Qingxu suddenly threw the Zhixu sword, the dazzling white light flickered, illuminating the dim sky, and saw the shadow of a small snake swimming slowly on the ground.

The Zhixu sword was like a flash of lightning passing across the sky, the sword energy was like wind, and it hit the shadow of the dragon snake on the ground, when he heard a muffled groan, Mo Jiao shouted frantically, "If you don't give me a way out, don't even think about it!" Have a good time!".

Sure enough, the primordial spirit came out of the body and controlled the bone snake. Wei Wuyou glanced at Fairy Qingxu, and saw her rushing away, chanting something, the small black pot emitted a cyan glare, and rolled towards the little snake.

The shadow of the little snake swept across the ground very quickly. The ink dragon looked like a maniac, and instead of dodging, he went towards the small black pot. The cyan glare rolled up the little snake and went towards the mouth of the pot. At the same time, Fairy Qingxu stretched out her hand, Make a gesture to catch the small pot.

"Impossible", Wei Wuyou's thoughts turned sharply, and he shouted, "Mo Jiao will never be captured easily", the black wings behind her flickered, and the cloth bag in her hand was thrown along.

It's too late, then it's too late, and I heard Mo Jiao speculate, and laughed viciously and madly, "Even if we die together, we will never let Yuanshen fall into your hands!".

A blood-red light flashed across the shadow of the snake, followed by a loud bang, and a huge airflow exploded, shaking the world, and the primordial spirit in the transformation stage self-destructed, enough to move mountains and seas, destroying heaven and earth!

Uncle Qingxu is the closest to Mo Jiao, and he has an ordinary body, so it is absolutely difficult for him to take this blow.

Wei Wuyou turned into a demon body, covered in red scales, and stood in front of Master Qingxu.

The flat mushroom cloud rose slowly, and the surrounding mountains moved to the flat ground, leaving a huge crater. Wei Wuyou and Qingxu were no longer around.

There was a rain of broken dust all over the sky, and the glaciers that had been frozen for thousands of miles recovered torrential floods, mixed with mud, like a giant muddy yellow dragon, rolling over and submerging everything.

Jiang Ling anxiously flew on the surface of the water, looking around until someone popped out of the water, Jiang Ling flapped his wings and flew away, but he hesitated before arriving. Picking, the Zhixu sword fell into his hand.

She looked at the yellow mud-like water, frowned, and sank into the water again. After a while, she found a man in tattered gray clothes, covered with red scales, unconscious, with a red back. The scales were blown away, revealing a bloody hole, blood mixed with mud.

"It's still so overwhelming", Qing Xu said softly, holding her pulse door with his fingers, beating steadily, Fang brows slightly stretched, stretched out his arms to hold her, stepped on the Zhixu sword and swept away, the ghost screamed follow behind.

As if all the bones in his body had been crushed by a boulder, Wei Wuyou couldn't move his limbs when he woke up. He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ghost standing on the roof with his ass pouted.

The fire next to him was crackling and crackling, bringing a bit of warmth and light. Uncle Qingxu's move was probably because he was worried that he would catch a cold. In fact, even if she didn't have a body shield of zhenqi, she wouldn't feel cold. Wei Wuyou thought, He looked at Fairy Qingxu who was cross-legged and closed her eyes.

"Master Uncle", Wei Wuyou struggled to get up, "You are no longer Yunhua's disciple, so forget about this address," Fairy Qingxu said.

Wei Wuyou didn't say a word, he lowered his head, saw the red scales on his arms, he was startled, and thought to himself that he had revealed his demon body, no wonder she didn't want to recognize her, she was afraid that she would dislike her appearance and would break Yunhua's face.

Thinking of this, Wei Wuyou became less angry. She restrained her evil spirit and tried to return to her human body. Suddenly, the pain was like skinning and digging bones. She was sweating profusely from the pain. Transforming back into a demon body to relieve the pain, it turned out that the demon body was stronger and stronger.

Wei Wuyou took out a gray robe and covered it with a hood. Her thin red pupils were particularly eye-catching at night. She lowered her head, only to feel that in the small space, Fairy Qingxu's indifference and disregard were like thorns, and she simply supported the mountain. Wall goes out.

The author has something to say: I still care a little bit.

Thanks to Tanbao and Nana for mine.