Unfortunately, even with the blessing of the talisman, Yang Zhao could not escape the pursuit of the dragon spear.
From time to time, the back of her head would feel cold, and the next moment, water dragons and ice arrows would be thrown down from the dragon gun to attack her. This time, the frequency of human shells was much less.
Those in the sky who can block it will block it, but if they can't block it, Yang Zhao can only ask for his own blessings.
Faced with such critical moments, her intuition lights up frequently, always warning in advance at critical moments, buying her a little time to escape.
After cooperating up and down to escape like this for a while, the Dragon Spear discovered that under its attack, Yang Zhao actually did nothing. He was still jumping left and right to dodge like a monkey without even seeing a trace of blood.
This made the dragon gun even more violent, and the entire body of the dragon doubled in size in an instant, sending those behind who had no time to dodge directly flying away!
The people in front saw it going crazy and immediately increased their attack strength, trying to trap it temporarily.
It's a pity that the dragon-driving spear ignored the attacks of magical weapons and spells, transformed into a big spear, and shot it down from the sky.
"Flash!!!"
Yang Zhao couldn't even move his legs in an instant, and was carried by inertia and fell to the ground.
She struggled to turn over, her eyes fixed on the big gun, and she put two fingers between her eyebrows.
"Subtle vacuum, Divine Xiao Zhao Gong, thunder is coming!"
A thick bolt of lightning struck the gun body instantly, and the dragon gun fell down.
This lightning not only knocked down the dragon gun, but the power of the thunder and lightning spread in the sea water, and other people were also affected.
Although there was an air layer created by the water-repellent beads as a barrier, Yang Zhao still felt like she was being shocked. She was trembling all over and in extreme pain.
But there is an advantage to this, her legs can move instantly.
When she got up from the ground, she saw that the dragon spear also jumped on the ground, restored its body, and roared loudly.
"Liu Zhengxia!!!"
"I'm not Liu Zhengxia, are you blind? Can't you see that I am a woman!!!"
After scolding the dragon spear, Yang Zhao turned around and ran forward without daring to look back.
She only has three divine thunders in total, and she doesn't dare to bet that these three thunders can kill the dragon gun when they come down together.
She wanted to save the remaining two mines to save her life at the critical moment, so she could only continue to run away.
The people in the sky woke up from the impact of thunder and lightning, and surrounded the dragon gun that was able to swim just now.
They are not the main targets of thunder and lightning. Their cultivation level is much higher than that of Yang Zhao, and their recovery speed is much faster than that of Yang Zhao.
The dragon gun stared at the people standing in front of it.
"Get out of here!"
"Dragon Spear, if you choose one of us to be the master, we will naturally break up!"
"Hmph! Wishful thinking!"
The two sides disagreed and started fighting again. This time, each one struck harder than the other.
Yang Zhao's worry was correct. Although the dragon spear was hit by a thunder, its fighting power was still strong. The more than twenty monks were unable to suppress it, and it gained the upper hand during the fight.
Before she could run very far, she was affected by the battle group. All kinds of spells were flying around her, and magic weapons were spinning around, as if she was being attacked by a dense air raid. Nowhere was safe.
Yang Zhao could only jump up and down, avoiding accidental or intentional attacks, and his speed dropped a little.
The dragon spear lowered a little, seized this opportunity, thrust forward, and whipped Yang Zhao's body with its tail.
Although Yang Zhao tried her best to lie down on the ground and try to avoid it, she was unable to do so and could not completely avoid the attack of the tail. She only missed the edge of the tail and rolled a long distance like a ball.
Yang Zhao was now covered in mud, bruised and dripping with blood.
The stone jar at her waist was also broken, and the little octopus inside swam out of the jar and hurriedly caught it on her clothes to prevent it from getting lost.
Yang Zhao lay on the ground, took two deep trembling breaths, then got up and continued running.
Even if she had enough spiritual power, her speed this time was much slower than before.
The pain was affecting her physical strength and willpower. For a moment, she even wanted to lie there motionless.
But her strong desire to survive urged her to keep running, and every step she took was a nostalgia for life.
Suddenly, a water dragon rushed over. Although Yang Zhao tried her best to avoid it, the water dragon still brushed her shoulder. The power of the water dragon took her staggering. In an instant, half of her body was numb, and she seemed to have lost consciousness.
Yang Zhao gritted his teeth and continued running towards the destination in his heart regardless.
The surrounding scenery became more and more familiar, and she could already vaguely see the entrance to the secret passage.
Hope was right in front of her, but before she could be happy, the dragon gun caught another flaw and gave her a tail.
This time she was whipped out. When she hit the ground, she felt her head was stiff and there was abnormal pain in her chest. It looked like her ribs were broken.
Yang Zhao struggled to raise his head and found that he had reached the entrance of the secret passage.
She endured the pain and shouted in Chinese.
"Master, master, help! Master, please save Yang Zhao's life!"
