When Yiran felt the warmth of the sun, the desolate mocking voice of the Azure Dragon King came to mind:
"Boy, do you have any other trump cards?"
The spiritual power of the Azure Dragon King appeared in Yiran's mind and turned into a green dragon hovering above Yiran's head.
Yiran felt the Qinglong King swirling in his mind, wanting to occupy the magpie's nest, and had a strange feeling.
Instead of looking at the Azure Dragon King hovering above his head, he looked at the sun higher up.
As the sun fell, a wooden sword swayed a thousand feet against the sun.
Yiran turned around and said with a smile: "I still have a backup plan, do you have one?"
The Azure Dragon King seemed to have a tacit understanding and looked back towards the sky, feeling horrified in his heart.
The spiritual wooden sword has been nailed to the "sun".
The sun, which emits endless light, is like a long-bright lamp. At this moment, it finally burns out the lamp oil and slowly goes out.
Cracks began to appear on the edge of the secret realm like a mirror, and it shattered into countless pieces silently.
It's just that the gaps between the fragments are all filled with deep darkness, not the forest of magical beasts outside.
The Green Dragon King roared and roared, with unconcealable fear appearing on the huge dragon head, and he could no longer be as calm and composed as before.
"How did you find out!"
Yiran, who had been silent since the beginning of the battle, finally relaxed, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and said softly: "What if I just used the peak sword when you first appeared? Can I kill Mo Xiangyi with one sword? Do you really think that I have any unbreakable affection for this girl I have only known for a few days?"
"Between his own life and death and the girl who has no idea whether it is possible to save her, who would choose to risk his life to save others?"
"And I know that even if I kill Mo Xiangyi, it won't mean anything to you, King Qinglong. You can also possess Wenger and Sun Haoning."
"So the most critical thing is how to destroy your mental power."
In the angry eyes of Qinglong King, Yiran looked extremely calm and calm, and continued:
"Well, even if I can try to save people, how can I get you out of her body?"
"That's right, I'm just betting on whether you will take the opportunity to seize my life after we both lose!"
"Obviously my bet was successful. The moment you entered my mind, I cut off your magic core with a sword and cut off the source of your spiritual power."
"Hehe, when the magic core is suspended thousands of feet high in the sky, the most dangerous place is also the safest place. But this is the first time I have encountered the sun, which is thousands of feet high!"
The Azure Dragon King's copper bell-sized eyes were extremely red, staring intently at the tiny young man in front of him.
Even if he is the incarnation of spiritual power, he is constantly spitting out white breath from his mouth, and the anger in his heart can no longer be increased.
It has been active for hundreds of years during its lifetime, and has been dormant in a secret realm for thousands of years after its physical body fell. Its total age is almost more than half of the empire, but it has never seen such a guy who can't even be described as a monster.
At this point, both of them have no way out, and whoever retreats will die.
At the end of the day, the Azure Dragon King seemed to look away. The huge green figure kept shrinking and finally turned into a woman wearing a green dragon robe. The woman's face was not inferior to Mo Xiangyuan's.
The voice lost its desolation and became more graceful: "Before we really decide whether to live or die, I will tell you a story. After that, who will live and who will die will depend on their own abilities."
Yiran nodded slightly and signaled the Qinglong King to continue.
The Azure Dragon King closed his eyes and thought about the stories that happened more than a thousand years ago, as if he didn't know where to start.
After a long while, you finally spoke: "You want to change this world, why don't I do the same!"
Yiran heard this from King Qinglong. At that time, he just thought that he wanted to change the world of his own race, and there was nothing surprising about it.
But what the Qinglong King said next shocked Yiran on the spot.
"In the years before the saints came out, the emperor-level powerhouses were already the most powerful in the world. On the surface, there were only the kings of the past empires, but those old kings who resigned did not know how much they hid. Although their lifespans Not as good as us, but the lifespan is definitely no less than ten years."
"Back then, there was only a thin line between me and the most powerful emperor. It was at that time that a life-or-death decision appeared in front of me."
Yiran was puzzled as to what options were available to allow a king-level warrior to face a life-and-death crisis.
Obviously, her choice led to her current ending, so where did her crisis come from?
Yiran was still confused and puzzled, and the Qinglong King continued:
"Many things in the world are far from being as simple as we imagine. In the end, I don't know how many people can stick to their hearts."
"I have told you so much, but I hope that no matter who survives today, they can still hold on to their dream of changing this world."
"Haha, why do I feel like I'm being left alone? How come my Qinglong King, who has been in power for hundreds of years, is acting pretentious today?"
At this moment, the sky, which was like a mirror broken into pieces, suddenly shook, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, as if it was bombarded by some powerful existence.
The Azure Dragon King shouted loudly: "Come on, let me see your last trump card, let me see what you rely on to stick to your true heart?"
Yi Ran was extremely confused. As the king of Warcraft, how could the Azure Dragon King not be at odds with the human race? Even the world he talks about is not just about the weak being bullied.
But it seems that there is already a strong person outside snooping, and no matter who that person is, there is a high possibility that he will face a big crisis.
Only by fighting quickly, solving the Blue Dragon King's troubles and hiding his aura can he avoid the detection of others.
Without any further hesitation, Yiran looked at Qinglong King, then pointed to his own consciousness, and said leisurely:
"There is a three-legged tripod in my consciousness called Shanhe. With it guarding me, no spiritual power can pry into my sea of consciousness. Therefore, from the moment you enter my consciousness, I am invincible."
Yiran pulled the Mountain and River Cauldron a little, and the Mountain and River Cauldron trembled instantly, emitting a strange golden light.
Wherever the light swept across, everything that did not belong to Yiran's sea of consciousness was washed away.
The powerful spiritual power of the Azure Dragon King, like winter snow in summer, began to melt.
The Qinglong King's beautiful eyes were fixed on the Mountain and River Cauldron, and he sighed faintly: "The breath of the holy way!"
Then he turned his head and looked at Yiran. There was no regret or unwillingness before death in his eyes. He said to Yiran with a smile: "It is indeed a trick to suppress the situation. I hope you can really change the world. This road will go on." It will be very difficult, but you won’t be alone!”
Yiran looked at the extremely abnormal Qinglong King in the end and felt extremely confused.
As for what the Azure Dragon King said today, he will not tell anyone about it. As for those things that have not been explained clearly, as long as his strength reaches a certain level, he will eventually see the truth.
With the passing of the Azure Dragon King, the secret space shattered at an extremely fast speed, and Yiran immediately controlled the Mountain and River Cauldron to swallow the huge dragon energy.
The Mountain River Cauldron did not reject it in any way. It flew out from the consciousness and instantly transformed into a huge three-legged cauldron hovering in the sky.
As soon as his spiritual consciousness moved, the Shanhe Cauldron seemed to have a telepathic connection, and the mouth of the cauldron turned into a black hole, swallowing up countless dragon energy accumulated over more than a thousand years.
The whole space shook again, and then it shattered into pieces. A figure stood in the sky, his eyes scanning the ground without any emotion.
As the space shattered, Yiran instantly retracted the Mountain and River Cauldron to his consciousness. Most of the dragon energy in his perception had not been absorbed, and he felt extremely painful.
He worked hard to kill the Qinglong King. Before he could collect the harvest he had risked his life for, someone was halfway there.
Fight your way out.
It seems that not only has the harvest been lost, but it is also very likely to face an unpredictable crisis again.
The figure disappeared in an instant, came to Mo Xiangyi's side, and hugged her tenderly. His right hand pressed against the wound on the vest, and his inner strength surged.
He easily dispersed the raging sword energy and then walked towards Yiran.
The person who came was an old man with white beard and hair. His cultivation level was definitely above the spiritual level. This was evident from the fact that he never destroyed the sword energy calmly.
The old man looked at the peach blossom sword stuck in Yiran's side, and then at the young man whose body was on the verge of being broken. There was no sadness or joy on his face.
He knew that the young man was not dead yet, and he also knew that the wooden sword was psychic, but he made no secret of his murderous intention towards Yi Ran.
As the old man slowly approached, the Peach Blossom Sword made a sword sound, and seemed to fly up on its own to protect its master, but was staggered by the old man's energy and was unable to pull out even an inch.
Just when the old man raised his foot and stepped on Yiran's forehead, Mo Xiangyi woke up and called grandpa.
The old man took back his raised foot but did not step down because he could see the distress in his granddaughter's eyes.
Even though she was controlled by the Azure Dragon King, she saw the whole thing like a bystander, and she understood how much this young man he picked up at random had paid for her.
Time and time again I had to hold back, but I kept getting hurt.
Even the last thrust of the sword still did not hit his heart.
In fact, the injuries he suffered far exceeded his own. Not only was his body on the verge of collapse, but he was also in a coma. If he was not treated in time, his life would definitely be in danger.
But Mo Xiangyi knew that it was his limit not to let his grandfather kill him, and it was absolutely impossible to save him.
The old man didn't say a word, hugged Mo Xiangyi and left without even looking at Yi Ran who was lying on the ground.
Only when he saw the tears falling from Mo Xiangyi's eyes, he said nine short words, but his voice was extremely serious: "Either forget him, or he will die."
Mo Xiangyi's already weak pretty face immediately turned paler. The only way to escape the fate of a caged bird was to become stronger.
The Blue Dragon King at the King level will also fall, and the grandfather at the peak of the Spirit level will also be unable to guard the family. He is just a mere martial artist. How long will he continue on this path of cultivation?
After the old man walked away, Wenger and Sun Haoning emerged from a mound, and none of the dozen servants behind them survived.
Sun Haoning cursed and said, "Damn, that girl is actually from the Mo family. I'm scared to death."
Wenger's face was also extremely ugly, and he said softly: "The Mo family has been in an unstable situation in recent years. Without a king-level strongman to take charge, its position in the city is already in jeopardy."
"Hey, why does he care so much? Even if there are no king-level experts, the strength of the Mo family is still not comparable to that of the top ten families at the back."
Wenger nodded in agreement and stood up. Suddenly something occurred to him, his face turned pale instantly, and he shouted in shock: "No, I forgot Brother Yi."
Sun Haoning also stood up immediately, with a heavy expression on his face: "Look for them separately."
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