The demon witch is her white moonlight

When Ji Yuxuan was stopped by Luo Qinghe, the masters on the keel breathed a sigh of relief, at least they didn't ask the demon girl of Xuantian Palace to easily take away the sword, and there was still a chance to redeem it, their self-esteem felt better.

Ji Yuxuan stopped walking, and the masters behind her chased after her. Ji Yuxuan, who was holding a divine sword, became the target of public criticism. Everyone watched her covetously, to prevent her from leaving the altar and returning to the protection range of Xuantian Palace disciples.

"When it's in my hands, it's mine. Don't say it's you, even if you all add up, don't try to stop me." Ji Yuxuan, who had been meek just now, suddenly changed his eyes, and his whole person became fierce in an instant.

What a big breath!

Ji Yuxuan's words were tantamount to declaring war on the many masters present, like a boulder falling into a calm lake, instantly setting off raging waves.

Luo Qinghe also darkened, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked dignified: "I have long wanted to appreciate the demeanor of the Xuantian demon girl. This rare opportunity is naturally not to be missed, so I ask the young palace master to enlighten me!"

After saying that, two clusters of golden light lit up in Luo Qinghe's palm, and a heavy aura emanated from his body. Ji Yuxuan frowned, and her eyes dimmed suddenly. She understood Luo Qinghe's arrogant confidence and his rampant capital.

It turned out to be the case.

Really encountered a tricky role.

Without hesitation, Ji Yuxuan unfolded the Phoenix Flame and activated the first variant of the Divine Phoenix's bloodline. The red golden wings spread out from behind her, bringing a scorching breath, and the ice surface of the altar under her feet melted at an extremely fast speed.

Luo Qinghe's face was serious, before Ji Yuxuan could finish charging, he took the initiative to pounce forward, the speed was faster than anyone who had snatched the Excalibur before.

But Luo Qinghe's speed was fast, and Ji Yuxuan's reaction speed was even faster. The moment Luo Qinghe rushed over, Ji Yuxuan also jumped up, with the wings flapping behind her, she soared into the air, and escaped from the encirclement of many masters with one turn.

The masters outside the altar were in an uproar. If Ji Yuxuan had planned to hide the divine sword from the beginning, as soon as she opened Fengyan, she flew to the keel to take the sword, and then left from the other direction of the altar. No one could catch up to her.

The temperature in the cave was still rising, and the mysterious ice around the altar began to crack. The disciples of Xuantian Palace rushed to the periphery of the altar to try to meet Ji Yuxuan.

Seeing that Ji Yuxuan was about to step out of the altar, a golden light suddenly appeared on the ground, and a gold thread that had been ambushing on the edge of the altar rose up from the ground, instantly bound the grid of the divine sword in Ji Yuxuan's hand, and pushed the divine sword back pull.

As soon as Luo Qinghe's move came out, everyone shouted insidiously. It turned out that he was not really leisurely wandering around the periphery before, but was just setting up an ambush.

Ji Yuxuan held on to the divine sword at the other end of the golden thread, and Luo Qinghe also held onto the other end of the golden thread as if flying a kite. One moved forward and the other moved backward. They were evenly matched and did not give in to each other.

But Ji Yuxuan was alone, and behind Luo Qinghe there were many masters from other sects.

As long as Luo Qinghe blocked Ji Yuxuan's footsteps, the other masters would naturally rush up to snatch the divine sword in Ji Yuxuan's hand.

At this time, Yan Boy who had just thrown the Excalibur to Ji Yuxuan rushed up and attacked Luo Qinghe with a palm.

Luo Qinghe couldn't dodge it, and couldn't let go of the hand holding the gold thread. Immediately, his eyes sharpened, and he planned to resist Yan Boy's attack. He took action to intercept him, and saved Luo Qinghe by the way.

Just as they were arguing with each other, a ray of sword light passed across the sky, slashing at the gold thread with a bang, cutting off the gold thread.

Luo Qinghe felt the strength in his hand loosen, and his expression froze for a moment, and the people watching the battle in the audience were also in an uproar. This sword turned out to be the handwriting of Su Tingyun from Penglai Wonderland.

Su Tingyun's sword was originally intended to attack Yan Tongzi, but Yan Tongzi dodged it, so he directly passed many masters, accidentally cut through the golden thread bound on the divine sword, and released Ji Yuxuan's siege.

Ji Yuxuan laughed loudly: "I didn't expect to get the favor of Shun Shui from the fairy sister of Penglai Wonderland. The little girl is really lucky today."

Su Tingyun's eyes showed annoyance, Ji Yuxuan turned around and was about to leave the altar.

At this time, several masters who had caught up with Ji Yuxuan and Luo Qinghe when they were in a stalemate just now, and the remaining masters of the Spiritual Realm who had been waiting outside for an opportunity attacked Ji Yuxuan at the same time. Almost instantly, Ji Yuxuan's figure was buried in several roads Among the figures.

Outside the altar, Le Xiaoyi's heart was twisted, she only regretted that she didn't do it herself, if she was on the stage, she would still try to help Ji Yuxuan secretly like Su Tingyun.

However, she did nothing in the audience, she could only watch Ji Yuxuan being attacked by these greedy people.

More than a dozen people rushed to Ji Yuxuan together, and the messy attacks were indiscriminate, mixed with sharp turbulence and vigor, almost killing Ji Yuxuan here.

Le Xiaoyi was still very restrained in his worries, but the anger of the Xuantian Palace disciples was not concealed. Seeing that Ji Yuxuan was besieged and about to be injured, one of the attendants almost threw himself on the altar and shouted: "Stop!"

But no one listened to him. Amidst the deafening rumble, the ice surface under Ji Yuxuan's feet shattered, and her whole body was pushed under the ice layer with great force, and the sound of shattering ice was endless.

The cold Xuanbing almost wiped out the phoenix flames on Ji Yuxuan's body, Le Xiaoyi's eyes were about to burst, and she held down the hilt of the Sixuan sword with one hand. If something happened to Ji Yuxuan, she would be desperate.

The silence lasted for a few breaths, and Ji Yuxuan, who was embedded in the ice, opened her eyes, and the golden red pupils were burning with raging flames.

boom--

A ray of red light spread out centered on Ji Yuxuan, scorching phoenix flames enveloped the entire altar, the black ice began to burn, and the frantic airflow and violent|turbulent spiritual power impacted the seal on the surface of the altar.

In an instant, the deafening dragon chant was about to break through the ceiling of the Shenlong Tomb, and the imprisoned dragon soul charged up for a blow, and the seal that had been erected just now fell apart in a burst of violent turmoil.

The spectators outside the altar were swept up by the frantic airflow, and those with low cultivation were directly thrown away.

Le Xiaoyi also felt the heavy hammer hit her face, and she almost couldn't catch her breath. The Tianziying Guard who recovered a little bit of strength helped her back and stabilized her figure so that she wouldn't fall. fly out.

The head of Tianziying looked solemnly at the mess on the altar, the dragon soul broke out, and because it was forcibly suppressed just now, it burst into earth-shattering anger, and even the Dragon Tomb was implicated. The land here collapsed downwards, reaping the lives of those who trespassed on the Tianshan Mountains.

In a chaotic scene like the end of the world, everyone on the altar was also frightened by the aura of the dragon soul, and flew out of the altar in embarrassment.

Except Ji Yuxuan and Luo Qinghe.

Ji Yuxuan stood in the air, squinting at Luo Qinghe who was still standing in front of her, although her breath was calm, but her face was gloomy, her eyes showed a playful look: "Descendants of the Dragon..."

Luo Qinghe's face turned blue and white, his resentment almost turned into substance, and he wanted to burn a hole in Ji Yuxuan's face.

The masters of various sects outside the altar who came back to their senses were stunned for a while, and then they reacted to Ji Yuxuan's assertion, all of them were shocked, and they couldn't even speak.

"Oh, I took the initiative to persuade everyone to let them seal the dragon soul, just to prevent others from discovering that I have the blood of the dragon, but people are not as good as heaven, so many of you combined, still can't completely suppress the dragon soul, and you insist on stopping me? , Lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot, are you happy?"

Ji Yuxuan laughed so much that her branches trembled wildly, with a smug look on her face, the uglier Luo Qinghe was, the happier she was.

Everyone suddenly realized that only people with the blood of the four gods and beasts could get the approval of the dragon soul to stay on the altar, and Ji Yuxuan was one of them. Now everyone discovered that there was also Luo Qinghe.

It is well known that she has the blood of the Divine Phoenix. The inheritance of the blood of the four gods and beasts is extremely rare. In today's world, only the blood of the Divine Phoenix is ​​born. suffering.

Originally thought that Luo Qinghe's reconsideration and sealing of the dragon soul was to prevent Ji Yuxuan, but he didn't expect it to be for himself.

Luo Qinghe was fledgling, and wanted to keep a low profile and accumulate money secretly. He had always believed that except for being a little older, he would not lose to Ji Yuxuan, who made a lot of noise in the arena.

But he never thought that the first time he confronted Ji Yuxuan, he would fall so badly.

Even if there is an element of luck, he is still slightly inferior.

But he can't lose.

When things came to an end, since he had already been recognized, if he didn't charge some interest, how could he be worthy of his loss today?

"It won't do you any good to provoke me." Luo Qinghe looked cold.

The storm on the altar hadn't calmed down yet, amidst the rustling of cracked ice and the roar of dragons, there was an even weirder sound suddenly.

Due to the shattering of the ice, the keel half of the body submerged in the ice suddenly moved. The dark golden bones rubbed against each other, making a creaking sound, and raised a huge head behind Ji Yuxuan.

A pair of empty eyes also lit up with two clusters of ghost fire, shards of ice dripped from between his teeth like saliva, and the whole keel looked like a ghost crawling out of hell.

In front of the keel, Ji Yuxuan was as insignificant as a drop in the ocean.

Le Xiaoyi heard the continuous ups and downs of gasping from his side, not only his heart throbbed, but his scalp also went numb for a while.

She intuitively and shockingly felt that the four gods and beasts have the same origin as the demon. Isn't this dragon that appeared on the altar the demon dragon?

Can Ji Yuxuan handle it?

But at this stage of the battle, the people outside the Xuanbing Altar can neither stop nor go up to help, and the noisy dragon soul will not give them a chance to make a move.

The dragon roared in its mouth, sending out a deafening roar.

That cluster of fiery red flames swayed in the storm, but never extinguished.