Although they were looked down upon by Ao Rui and Xiaolong based on their bloodline, Lin Xuanzhi and the others knew that the strength of Venerable Poison Dragon should not be underestimated, and the two Liuyun Taoist priests who also established themselves in the East China Sea were extremely cautious.
The Dragon Clan is tyrannical, and the Dragon Clan is naturally a little bit lucky.
This Venerable Poison Dragon can be called the "Poison Dragon" in the East China Sea, and An Ran has also been recognized for his own strength in addition to the reputation of the true dragon from the North Sea.
However, for the sake of safety, the three of them kept the Venerable Poison Dragon until the end and concentrated on serving him.
The interior of the sword array was dark, and the colorful lights and shadows were even more chaotic, making people unknowingly become anxious.
The projections of those sword spirits that were destroyed and reborn were endless. Although it was difficult to really hurt Venerable Poison Dragon, they still made him tireless.
There was a deafening high-pitched roar, the Venerable Poison Dragon, whose body was dark red and whose claws were ferocious, suddenly struck and swung his tail, causing a huge tremor in the formation space, and the sword spirit disappeared in an instant.
This time, a new sword spirit failed to appear immediately.
The dragon's eyes were scarlet, and poisonous clouds filled the air under its claws. Venerable Poison Dragon hovered among them and sneered: "Is this formation worthy of Tian Xingzi's alarmism?"
The afterimage flashed, and the sword's intention was slightly revealed.
As if aware of Venerable Poison Dragon's disdain, the formation also began to reveal another layer of mystery.
Venerable Poison Dragon, who had been informed of the changes in the formation, remained unmoved. Even the slightest sword energy might not be able to penetrate his scales.
The next moment, under the mottled light and shadow, twelve kinds of transcendent sword intent naturally gathered together, as if they were hammered into a furnace fire to form a magnificent sword light and slashed down in the air!
Bliss!
The dragon's whiskers danced, and Venerable Poison Dragon couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly, feeling a numbness and tingling sensation in his scales.
After understanding that this sword light was indeed no good, he would not blindly resist.
The red light flashed on the horns of the ferocious dragon above his head, and the poisonous cloud gathered around him and immediately turned into a dark blood light that actively faced the majestic sword shadow.
"The Bloody Light of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Rotten Immortals" is also one of his special skills.
This method corrodes the bones and ecstasy, pollutes the Taoist body, and corrodes the mana and the power of the Yins and Gods!
The shadow of the sword collided with the blood light, and the blood shadow exploded in an instant. The sword's intention instantly declined, and it was obviously eroded.
But before Poison Dragon could be happy, he saw that under the collision, the twelve sword intentions dispersed again and fell into the hands of the twelve sword spirits. They responded to each other and suddenly erupted in the center.
"What?!"
Venerable Poison Dragon was suddenly shocked. Is this formation so smart?
"No! Did Tian Xingzi and the others make any movement when they broke into the formation?"
Realizing that something was wrong, before he could make any move, he felt that there seemed to be a vast ocean tidal wave coming over his head with vast force, which seemed to be able to crush his dragon body.
They are all famous people from the East China Sea. How could he not recognize Cuixia Palace's methods?
"Lou Zishan!"
It's just that the sword energy outside his body exploded, which inevitably hindered Venerable Poison Dragon's movements. Although he noticed Lou Zishan's movements at this time, he could only react a breath or two later.
And without giving him any room to resist, the Taoist priest Liuyun appeared directly in front of him, with wind and thunder bursting from the feather fan in his hand. The violent and dull wind and cloud swept over and engulfed Venerable Poison Dragon directly.
"Ho ho ho!"
In anger, Venerable Poison Dragon's dragon body swelled up, and a thick poisonous cloud suddenly appeared outside his body, but it was like a dark red flame, and densely packed hot poisonous light suddenly shot out.
Upon seeing this, Lou Zishan and Liuyun Taoist priests hurriedly used various methods to deal with it.
If this technique is used once, the consequences will not be any better than Yi Tianxing's Haiyuan Ice Flame, and the damage to the Taoist body and Yin Shen will even be greater.
The ancient ice heart burst into cold light, condensing outside Lou Zishan's body, and white clouds rose under the feet of Liuyun Taoist, half-hidden and half-revealed like a scroll.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xuanzhi rotated the sword formation, and an invisible force field spread out from above his head, making the hot and cold light feel a bit shaky and uncontrollable, and at the same time, more subtle sword energy was detected from everywhere.
The poisonous needle-like spell was destroyed like "the tip of a needle against the wheat awn".
Venerable Poison Dragon leaned out from the poisonous cloud, stared at the two of them with cold eyes and said in a deep voice: "Lou Zishan, Liu Yun!"
"The ones hiding in the dark must be Taoist priests from Xuandu Temple!"
"You really gave me a big surprise."
It seems to be harmless, but its body hidden in the poisonous cloud has looming missing scales and dragon blood flowing freely.
Lou Zishan sounded a little regretful and shook her head: "It would be great if you just killed him, we can save some energy."
Venerable Poison Dragon's eyes were gloomy. Although neither of the two people in front of him was his opponent, they were only a bit weaker. They might not be able to survive a head-on fight.
And now, not only are the two working together, there is also a hidden Taoist priest running the formation.
"Tian Xingzi is just one move away from you after all. He is no match for you."
"Actually, I'm not optimistic about his style of playing both sides, trying to make ends meet, being a gentleman on the surface but a villain behind his back." Venerable Poison Dragon said with a helpless sigh.
Lou Zishan smiled coldly: "You're just a fool, why are you pretending to be noble? Who doesn't know who you are?"
"You want to use this ancient immortal's slough as a certificate to go to Beihai? You really don't know that you are also a piece of meat on the Tianxingzi board, do you?"
Venerable Poison Dragon's eyes turned cold: "Lou Zishan, there is no direct conflict between us. It's still too late to stop now."
Taoist Master Liuyun smiled at the right time and said: "Poisonous Dragon, isn't it the junior sister who Tian Xingzi asked you to guard against? Since you have already made up your mind, why bother to quibble. I just didn't expect that we would make you wait and guard against us."
"Besides, the legacy of the ancient immortal is no trivial matter. If we let you go, we will be in constant trouble."
Venerable Poison Dragon spurted hot white air from his nose. The dragon's body shrank slightly, and as the poisonous cloud surged, his injuries seemed to be significantly relieved.
"If you insist on taking action, don't blame me for dying together with you."
"Although you have the advantage, it is still a fool's errand to think of getting rid of me safely. Are you prepared to be buried with me?"
Lin Xuanzhi watched for a long time, and after hearing this he couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Your Majesty is so confident that he actually wants to drag someone to be buried with him."
"In this case, we need to learn more about your skills."
Venerable Poison Dragon glanced at the formation and couldn't help but sneer and sarcastically said: "You hidden brat, if you have the ability to fight me head-on!"
Lin Xuanzhi was unmoved and said amusedly: "Why don't you go to Master Yin Shen to give you a head-on fight when you are using the Golden Pill?"
"You!" Venerable Poison Dragon hesitated when he heard the words, but saw Lou Zishan and two others approaching.
And he had already prepared for it. The dragon's blood was boiling and seemed to be burning, and a shadow of a real dragon was looming outside him.
Roar!
At their level, it can be said that their minds are firm and will not be easily shaken.
Venerable Poison Dragon just gave it a try temporarily, but actually he also deliberately delayed it so that he could activate the blood-burning secret technique.
There seemed to be a real dragon coming in the formation, and Venerable Poison Dragon's momentum surged in an instant, and he immediately launched a violent attack.
The illusory dragon shadow looked up to the sky and roared, heading towards the sky above the formation at a thought.
Lou Zishan and Liu Yun Taoist looked at each other and stepped forward to take action without fear, each showing their true abilities.
Xuan Ming's flying star hairpin turned into a divine bird and flapped its wings, carrying a vast ocean of true water generated by Lou Zishan, with a cold glow emerging from it, waiting for an opportunity to move.
Boom!
The Taoist priest Liuyun stepped forward calmly and used the basic Taoist technique "Wind and Thunder Ten Thousand Phase Tribulation" to sweep away.
However, although the Taoist skills of the two were very powerful, they were successfully blocked by the "Explosive Seed" Poison Dragon Master.
The real dragon raised his eyes, the water receded, the thunder dimmed, and then a strong poisonous cloud of divine light bloomed, seeming to melt the two of them.
However, Lou Zishan and the others had smiles on their faces.
The figures dispersed, only to see twenty-four phantoms of magic swords appearing behind the light and shadow in the formation.
And very high up, two swords of water and fire formed a Tai Chi formation and flew around, causing the sword intent of the whole array to converge towards the center. Among them, the candle-illuminated ten thousand shadows of the spirit-slaying sword flashed with brilliance, buzzed continuously, and suddenly disappeared during the jump.
Venerable Poison Dragon raised his eyes in panic, feeling as if he was being stared at by something terrifying.
"With the formation here, who would fight you head-on? What a stupid dragon!"
A magnificent and unpredictable sword shadow flashed past.
Frustration, anger, unwillingness and other emotions filled Venerable Poison Dragon's heart.
He burned his blood and gathered all his strength, but...
There is a hollow between the dragon's head and eyebrows, and the dragon's shadow inspired by the bloodline of the scene behind it immediately disperses.
The poisonous clouds dispersed, but were drawn into the celestial map by the wind and fire falling from the sky and became nourishment.
Lin Xuanzhi waved his sleeves, the formation stopped, and the magic sword returned to its position. He also exhaled slightly, shook his head and chuckled.
"No matter who doesn't want to delay, it's better to rush."
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