The shadow of the dragon writhed in the blood cloud, and its body could stretch up to a hundred miles.
Only then did Xu Yuxiu see the true face of the blood dragon.
I saw that the whole body of the blood dragon seemed to be bathed in blood, and it was deep red. The whole body did not look like a real dragon, but instead seemed to be made of accumulated blood clots.
While it was tumbling in the blood cloud, blood rain fell from time to time. Everything that touched the blood rain, no matter the mountains, rocks, grass and trees, were dyed deep red.
Oppositely below, there is a silver dragon.
The silver dragon also looks quite strange.
The silver body is like a pile of silver stones, with dazzling silver light reflecting on the uneven body.
And at the position of its dragon head, there is a human figure with half of its body exposed.
The other half of his body seemed to be integrated into the silver dragon's head and integrated with the silver dragon.
When Xu Yuxiu saw this, he suddenly understood.
"So that's it. It seems that the spiritual veins bred in this mountain range should have been cut into two sections. One section became the blood dragon, and the other section turned into the silver dragon."
Spiritual veins are also called dragon veins in the eyes of mortals.
In secular legends, the dragon veins look like real dragons after they are formed, able to soar in the nine heavens and protect the destiny of a country.
However, in the eyes of the monks, these are just cultivation resources that they compete for.
But Xu Yuxiu didn't know why the Zhang family wanted to cut a good spiritual vein into two parts. This not only accelerated the formation time of the spiritual vein, but also caused irreparable damage to the spiritual vein itself.
This can be seen from the posture of the blood dragon in the sky. It really wants to devour the silver dragon to make up for its own damage.
Xu Yuxiu just stood there and watched, not intending to go over and join in the fun.
After all, she came to the Zhang family just to help set up the formation at the invitation of Zhang Yuanyuan.
Now that the situation is like this, it is far from the purpose of her coming here.
And with her cultivation at the fourth level of Qi refining, she could only risk death in the past.
At this moment, the blood dragon in the sky seemed to be unable to wait any longer, and its body was about to move in the blood cloud.
The silver dragon entrenched on the mountain below also seemed to be aware of it. He raised his head and looked at the blood dragon.
The scene seems to be on the verge of breaking out.
Suddenly, a ray of light lit up from under the mountain where the silver dragon was.
Soon, dozens more rays of light lit up one after another, linking together to form a large formation, trapping the silver dragon.
Seeing this, the blood dragon in the sky no longer had any scruples, raised its head and let out a dragon roar before swooping down from the sky.
Halfway through the flight, the blood dragon opened its mouth and spit out a piece of scarlet blood, heading towards the silver dragon.
The silver dragon was trapped in the formation and roared. As the silver light around it surged, phantoms seemed to emerge from its surface.
"Zhang Peiren, do you want to destroy the Zhang family?"
Suddenly, the half figure on the silver dragon's head let out a roar, the sound was deafening.
"Hahaha!"
However, his angry shouts were met with ridicule, and Uncle Zhang's figure appeared in the formation.
I saw him holding a glowing array plate in his hand and stepping on a large array of spiritual light, standing so proudly in the void.
"Brother, what you said is wrong. Compared with you, I am paying for the entire Zhang family. How different is it from you, who actually wants to give away the spiritual veins that our Zhang family has spent dozens of generations nurturing. With others, you are the sinner of the Zhang family!"
Xu Yuxiu in the distance could clearly hear the conversation between them.
From their conversation, combined with the scenes on the two dragons, she finally figured out how the Zhang family gave birth to spiritual veins.
If her prediction was correct, both the silver dragon and the blood dragon were forcibly conceived with the monks themselves filling them in.
It’s no wonder that blood dragons are full of evil spirits. The monks who want to sacrifice themselves to the blood dragons are forced to sacrifice themselves. Only in this way can they give birth to blood dragons full of evil spirits.
On the other hand, Silver Dragon is much better.
The shadows that appear around it should be the souls of generations of Zhang family. They should all be willing to raise the silver dragon with themselves to take shape.
In a brief moment of thought, the evil spirit spewed by the blood dragon has enveloped the silver dragon.
In the blood evil, the silver dragon made a strange sizzling sound all over its body.
However, even if Silver Dragon is trapped by the formation, there is still room for change.
"The ancestors of the Zhang family help me to kill the blood dragon!"
The man with the silver dragon head roared again.
As he roared, the silver dragon also raised its head and let out a dragon roar. At the same time, the silver dragon's body shone brightly, and phantoms flew out and hovered around the silver dragon.
The next moment, those phantoms moved in unison, pinching the magic formula.
Although they are souls, they are connected to the silver dragon itself, and all the techniques they use rely on the aura of the silver dragon.
Soon, the magic formulas took shape one after another, and they were connected together like stars.
In the blink of an eye, the stars combined into a bunch of shocking giant swords.
"Slay the dragon!"
As the figure with the silver dragon's head raised his hand and pressed it, the shocking sword pointed at the blood dragon and chopped it down in the air.
"Zhan Long? Have you asked me?"
Zhang Peiren holds the formation plate with one hand, and changes the tactics with the other hand, leaving a little space on the formation.
In an instant, beams of light flew out, intertwined into a network of light, and moved towards the giant sword that was slashing at the blood dragon.
The light net touched the giant sword, and the sword's power suddenly stagnated.
"Cut again!"
The person on the silver dragon's head remained unmoved at all and continued to increase the output of spiritual power, intending to cut through the light network and cut off the blood dragon's head.
"act recklessly!"
Zhang Peiren touched the formation disk in his hand again, and the light net instantly turned into a rope, wrapping around the giant sword.
"Bind, suppress, destroy!"
He changed his finger formula three times on the formation disk in his hand, and pressed it with the last finger.
Suddenly, the rope that wrapped around the raised sword suddenly straightened, and then bright formations lit up, and in just a blink of an eye, the raised sword was crushed into pieces.
The giant sword shattered into pieces and turned into a rain of light all over the sky.
The blood dragon also appeared at this time and was about to bite the silver dragon.
"father!"
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.
A sword light shot out, pointing directly at Zhang Peiren.
Zhang Peiren reacted quickly, and with a flash of inspiration, he dodged.
However, the sword light suddenly turned and slashed towards the array disk in his hand.
"Be bold!"
Zhang Peiren looked furious as he watched the sword light cut open the array disk in his hand.
He shouted loudly and looked at the person.
"You're not dead yet!"
The visitor was none other than Zhang Yuanyuan. She was seen floating towards her on a fairy boat. She raised her hand and the spirit sword flew back to her side.
"My good second uncle, how can I be willing to die before I see you die!"
Zhang Yuanyuan's face was cold, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.
At this time, her condition had also returned to its peak. With her eighth-level cultivation aura fully activated, a powerful aura like a rushing river entangled around her, faintly condensing into substance.
The spiritual power is like a rushing river, which is a sign of the eighth level of Qi refining.
After Zhang Peiren saw Zhang Yuanyuan's aura, his expression darkened.
"So what if you return to your peak state? I'm at the eighth level of Qi refining, so what can you do to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Peiren's aura suddenly surged, reaching the eighth level of Qi refining.
"Today, you and your father are going to die here!"
After Zhang Peiren finished speaking, he raised his hand and pressed down, causing the entire formation to explode with a roar.
Formations exploded one after another, and Silver Dragon was in them and suffered a direct impact.
hold head high!
The silver dragon screamed sadly, and the dragon's roar was filled with pain.
"father!"
Zhang Yuanyuan's complexion changed drastically and she was about to rush towards the formation.
"do not come!"
Just as she was about to make a move, the person on the silver dragon's head scolded her.
Although the silver dragon was not killed by the series of explosions in the formation, its body was riddled with craters, making it look extremely miserable.
At this time, the blood dragon pounced forward as promised, turning into blood clots, covering and swallowing the silver dragon.
Zhang Yuanyuan's eyes were about to burst.
For a long time, she resisted the impulse and turned to glare at Zhang Peiren.
"You, damn it!"
