Become a Fairy

"Actually, I don't really believe it, but we don't doubt the original intention of Daoist Ying, but when the news about Fellow Daoist Ying spreads, other dragon tribes may not think that Fellow Daoist Ying really wholeheartedly helps us and has no other selfish intentions. .”

Wen Yiyi shook his head, looked at the distance blankly and said, "It is estimated that only the Supreme Elder will find out about this matter after he finds Fellow Daoist Ying."

Surrounded by turbulent yellow sand, one after another like water waves, Ziluo, Wenyukai, Wenyufeng, and Muye let the four real fairy-level dragons move faster than others in this thick yellow sand. It's much slower than before. At this time, Zi Luo's breath was a little heavy.

It's been a while since I was rescued by the projection clone of the mysterious dragon clan last time. I watched with my own eyes that the other party was submerged and turned invisible by the corpse fire of the immortal-level corpse clan in order to cover them into the Jinxuan stone vortex. Ziluo and his group of six After the dragon clan entered the golden xuan stone vortex, they were threatened by the turbulent flow in the golden xuan stone vortex, and the dragon's body, which was originally regarded as tyrannical, staggered from side to side.

Among them, Wen Yucheng was stabbed by an extremely rare hidden stone thorn in the Jinxuan stone vortex, and fell on the spot, and the dragon's body was directly petrified.

As for the other Makino Bianyun, under the pursuit of the headless white corpse, in order to cover their escape, the speed of the injured Makino Bianyun was greatly attenuated. Using secret techniques to stimulate their potential and forcibly raising their strength to the late stage of the True Immortal level, they caused a heavy loss of nine deaths and injuries to those headless white corpses who came up after them. In the end, Makino Bianyun was also in Ziluo, Wen Yukai, Wen Yufeng's body split open in a few sights, the dragon's body collapsed and died, and before Muye Bianyun died in battle, the extremely painful roar also carried endless majesty.

Ziluo and the others reluctantly left with tears in their eyes. One day, the humiliation brought to them by the corpse tribe will be repaid tenfold and a hundredfold. Thinking of the status quo of the dragon clan in the secret territory at this time, Ziluo, Wen Yufeng and others felt an unprecedented sense of resentment. The corpse clan and the Lin clan had already begun to wage war against the dragon clan. They are doing their own thing, even if they join forces to resist the threats brought by the two tribes, but the joint efforts are extremely limited, and they still have a lot of defenses. If they didn't waste a lot of energy in internal friction, how could their tribes be reduced to the present situation? the point.

The remaining four dragons fled all the way, and a bone dragon flying boat behind exuded a large group of corpses, blocking the surging yellow sand from a certain distance, and moved towards the four dragons of Ziluo without any haste. come closer. It seems that the other party's speed is not fast, but under the sand tide, this speed is already extremely astonishing.

"Let's escape separately." Zi Luoxiu frowned slightly, even though she was full of hatred for these headless white corpses, her tone of voice inevitably seemed extremely helpless at this time. She still somewhat underestimated the opponent's will to chase and kill her, or underestimated the attraction of the amethyst mirage dragon to the headless white corpse clan. Even though they escaped into the Jinxuanshi Vortex and got rid of the pursuit of the Celestial Corpse Clan, the opponent still sent a large number of headless white corpses into the Jinsha Cave to search around. Zi Luo and several of her fellow clansmen also lost their whereabouts under the intensive search of the other party.

"Let's go, let's go, let's die together!" Wen Yu's fighting spirit soared a few times. Too many clansmen have died in battle along the way, but none of them retreated. Refined to death. It was the mysterious dragon strongman who saved them. To live so long and kill a few more corpses, it was already a profit for them.

"None of you can escape this time, so stay here." On the keel flying boat, the leader of the corpse clan leader with a snowflake pattern on his chest laughed. The number of corpses exceeds three hundred, and there are dozens of people above the true immortal level. It is enough for the four true immortal dragons who have fought all the way in front of them. What's more, these few true fairy-level dragons in front of them have moved to various places one after another, and their strength is far from their heyday.

Several dragons in Ziluo fled all the way with cold faces, but the hundreds of corpses behind relied on the advantage of the keel flying boat to pass through the yellow sand like a tide, even if the speed was slower, it could save a lot of money. Vigorous, in the back, Ziluo was a little discouraged and waited for the interception of the corpse army with a few clansmen. If he escaped, the limited dragon yuan would be exhausted. In the end, the corpse army could only let the corpse army catch them at leisure, or It is killing. Depending on the situation, the other party should want to capture them as captives and use them to refine evil things such as dragon bone boats, or use their dragons to cultivate some powerful corpse magic powers.

Zi Luo, who had already been captured once, did not want to be captured again by the other party.

Since there is no way out if you continue to escape, it is better to fight with the opponent while you still have some strength, and try to pull as many backs as possible before you die.

The leader of the corpse clan, Yuan Jiuzhuan, held out his hand with a bit of fear in his eyes, and the corpse army behind him got off the keel boat in a group. This keel flying boat has just been refined. The predecessor of the keel is an earth-type dragon. Due to the lack of time, there are still some attack methods that have not been integrated into the flying boat. The Dragon Clan can only do it by themselves.

But after all, the opponent was alone and alone, and Yuan Jiuzhuan felt that there was a lot of hope to catch these dragons all the way to the present. At this time, Yuan Jiu's eyes were burning hot, and other dragons were fine, but the Amethyst Mirage Dragon could not even dream of an old monster of the corpse clan at the level of a fairy. Dragons are also rare in a thousand years.

Looking at Ziluo, Yuan Jiuzhuan felt that many fairy-level old monsters in the corpse clan were already waving to him.

"Hey!" As Wen Yufeng slashed out, the thunder and lightning turned into four dragons and rushed towards the corpse army on the opposite side.

Before Yuan Jiu could make a move, the eyes of several subordinates next to him had already flashed in the eyes of the early corpses, and the strange corpse lights intertwined together, colliding with the four lightning dragons. A gray curtain of light intertwined with thunder and lightning splashed between the two sides, but the evil corpse aura clearly had the upper hand, constantly pressing towards the Dragon Clan.

Whoosh whoosh. The low-level corpse clans behind were not idle when they formed an formation. Arrows rushed towards the face, enveloping the four dragon clans.

The dense rain of arrows is mostly sent by those immortal-level corpses, and it will not have much killing effect on several dragons for the time being, but the arrow rain jointly issued by more than two hundred corpses is enough to injure Ziluo. Due to the considerable interference, they were tied up when they fought against the headless white corpses of the real immortal level such as Yuan Jiuzhu, and could not really let go of their methods.