"There are indeed some." Lu Xiaotian nodded. There is no need to hide this kind of thing from the other party. Not to mention the rapid progress of Ao Guang, Tuo Mu Sheng, Wu Yulong, Ao Yuan, Ying Xuanming and others in the Qingguo Formation are not under Dongfang Yi's control. Down.
After all, the resources enjoyed by both parties are different. In the Qingguo Barrier, there are less bloody fights, but the strong ones can compete with each other on skills, etc. They are all incomparable to Dongfang Yi, who is now thinking about his own survival all the time.
Even within the previous dragon clan secret realm, the cultivation speed of dragon clan aliens such as the amethyst mirage dragon and the five-clawed golden dragon would never be slower than Dongfang Yi.
Of course, Dongfang Yi has been able to cultivate to this point, and he is by no means an ordinary person. When it comes to practicing together, it doesn't mean who is faster in a certain period of time.
"What are they? I really want to see them." Dongfang Yi's eyes flickered, and Lu Xiaotian's words undoubtedly aroused her competitive spirit.
"Let me see you again when you have time." Lu Xiaotian smiled after hearing this, and turned his attention back to Nangong Chixiao, "How are you going to deal with this guy?"
"As the city lord of Yunzhong City, you must have a way." Dongfang Yi heard the words and smiled, "This guy has a very tough mouth. It is difficult to pry his mouth open without some extraordinary means. But with the Snow Soul Possession Technique, even if he doesn't want to When the time comes, I can’t help him anymore.”
"Exerting Snow Soul Possession? In your dream, your cultivation level is not as good as mine, so you are not afraid of backlash?" Nangong Chixiao smiled coldly, as if he was not afraid of Dongfang Yi's threat at all.
"Besides, you still have a trace of snow soul left in Xueqian Palace. If I can't go back, my father will use your snow soul to cast spells to find you. There is just a fairy-level dragon in front of you. I really think he can I can protect you."
"Of course I can't get rid of Demon King Xue Hong with my own strength. But with the Holy Fruit of Snow Yoke, I can completely cut off the connection with that ray of snow soul." Dongfang Yi chuckled and looked at Lu Xiao Tiandao, "Is that Snow Yoke Sacred Fruit still in your hand?"
Lu Xiaotian nodded, held up his palm, and directly took out the Snow Yoke Sacred Fruit and handed it to Dongfang Yi.
"Snow Yoke Sacred Fruit, damn it, you have hidden this thing a long time ago?" Nangong Chixiao suddenly screamed, "Didn't the soul image you reflected in the snow soul mirage team up with Dongfang Dansheng to assassinate my sister? ?Why did the Snow Yoke Holy Fruit get into the hands of this dragon?"
"You have long seen the fragments of my memory from the Holy Scenery of the Snowy Yoke, but you didn't start until you were in the Dragon Tomb of the East China Sea. You just wanted to take the Holy Fruit of the Snowy Yoke as your own. You failed to use all the traps, but you made a mistake. ." Dongfang Yi continued to attack the other party with words.
Lu Xiaotian frowned, and Dongfang Yi looked obviously different at this time, as if he wanted to plot something with Nangong Chixiao.
It was unclear what Dongfang Yi had planned, and Lu Xiaotian did not interrupt her.
"You actually know everything?" Nangong Chixiao's face turned dark. No matter how arrogant he was, he knew that he was no match for Lu Xiaotian. At this time, escaping became a luxury, but he didn't expect that this turned out to be Dongfang Yi's layout. It's really ridiculous to fall into Dongfang Yi's trap from the beginning.
At this time, Nangong Chixiao could not help but fall into a kind of self-denial. At this moment, a powerful snow demon soul shadow directly covered Nangong Chixiao, and the snow demon soul shadow opened its teeth and claws and penetrated into Nangong Chixiao's body.
"Refine the Holy Fruit of Snow Yoke, and then inject its power into my body, quickly!" Dongfang Yi shouted to Lu Xiaotian while taking action.
Lu Xiaotian doesn't know Dongfang Yi's specific plan for the time being, but now that Dongfang Yi has launched it, he can no longer hesitate. Although Nangong Chixiao was injured by him, without his assistance, Dongfang Yi wanted to use this method on him. It is difficult for such a divine soul method to work. After all, the strength of both sides is almost the same, and even Nangong Chixiao is stronger.
The dragon essence in Lu Xiaotian's body circulated, and then he quickly wrapped the Snow Yoke Holy Fruit. The icy cold breath contained in the Snow Yoke Holy Fruit surged towards Lu Xiaotian like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. It seemed as if Lu Xiaotian would be frozen almost instantly.
Lu Xiaotian was surprised by the powerful power of ice. No wonder Dongfang Yi asked Lu Xiaotian to refine it. Dongfang Yi's cultivation and current situation simply could not withstand such a powerful force of snow and ice. He needs this buffer.
Lu Xiaotian took a breath, and did not let the power of the snow yoke and ice solidify in one place in his body, but let it flow slowly. After it calmed down a little, Lu Xiaotian reached out and closed the palm of Dongfang Yi's extended left palm, and then the softened power of the snow yoke and ice flowed into Dongfang Yi's palm.
At this time, Dongfang Yi's body was like a whirlpool, as if she was extremely eager for this kind of breath and kept swallowing it into her body.
As Dongfang Yi absorbed the power of the snowy yoke and ice, both the demonic essence and soul in his body were growing at an alarming rate.
"No!" Seeing this scene, a look of horror finally appeared on Nangong Chixiao's face. Nangong Chixiao gritted his teeth and struggled violently, and the demonic light on his body flashed. Dongfang Yi alone could hardly suppress the opponent.
Lu Xiaotian's consciousness moved, and a green dragon appeared behind him. The green dragon just gently touched its claws, and a claw shadow slowly grabbed out. Suddenly, Nangong Chixiao felt that his body and even the surrounding space were bound. Nangong Chixiao There was a moment of shock in my heart. I had never felt that the gap between me and a fairy-level dragon was so big.
Although his body was tightly restrained, Nangong Chixiao's soul was still struggling fiercely.
"We have already fallen to this point, give up the struggle." Dongfang Yi snorted coldly, flicked the delicate fingers of his right hand, and sent strands of ice towards Nangong Chixiao. Poof, the ice thread directly pierced Nangong Chixiao's skin, and continued to spread towards his dantian in the face of the other party's increasingly frightened eyes.
As the ice threads continued to penetrate into Nangong Chixiao's body, the other party's body shook less and less, and his originally frightened and hostile eyes became more and more blank.
Later, Lu Xiaotian even sensed Dongfang Yi's aura on Nangong Chixiao.
When Lu Xiaotian looked at Dongfang Yi, his face changed alternately between red, white, blue and purple.
Until the aura on Nangong Chixiao's body disappeared completely and the ice silk was withdrawn from Nangong Chixiao's body, Dongfang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "It turns out that my snow soul is hidden in Qantong Pavilion of Xueqian Palace, which is a dangerous place."
"What's going on?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Now I am in urgent need of a place where I can meditate. If I can't find it for the time being, you can protect me. I will tell you all these things after I refine the power of the snow yoke and ice in my body." Dongfang Yi stretched out his hand. He waved and put away Nangong Chixiao's body. Apparently it had another use for Dongfang Yi.
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