Luo Yuan suddenly turned around and took a few steps back. The hand holding the Zhichuan Sword tightened unconsciously, and Luo Yuan's eyes also changed slightly.

His body was stiff, the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly unconsciously, and his whole body seemed to be locked.

At this moment, Luoyuan had already understood that he had fallen into the illusion of Dajiao Xuanyuan.

boom--

The huge dragon's tail slapped heavily in the clouds, and huge waves of clouds rose up.

There was no time to think too much, so he clenched the Zhichuan Sword in his hand. Luo Yuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and another pure divine power shone on the sword. At the same time, a burst of sky blue was injected into the Zhichuan Sword at the same time.

The originally shiny white sword suddenly changed again.

Throw the Zhichuan Sword in his hand directly into the air. The sword body expands several times and hangs high behind Luo Yuan. He forms a secret with both hands and uses his body as the center to control the giant sword in the air with all his strength. At this moment, the Zhichuan Sword no longer has any

The colors of the past and the chilly breath are magnified infinitely.

With a gentle step, Luo Yuan's figure slowly rose into the air. At the same time, the sword light flashed, and countless purple lightning exploded in the air, directly facing Dajiao Xuanyuan's attack.

The energy in Dajiao Xuanyuan's mouth collided with the Luoyuan Giant Sword instantly. Suddenly, the two divine powers collided in mid-air, emitting a dazzling light. The air seemed to be completely still, the sound gradually disappeared, and the entire island became terrifyingly quiet.

"Eight hundred years have passed, and Luoyuan you are still like this, showing no progress!"

Faced with Dajiao Xuanyuan's provocation, Luo Yuan didn't pay attention. The original giant sword shook slightly, and Luo Yuan's eyes also showed some movement.

"What if...I don't fight you with all my strength?"

At this moment, Luoyuan's left hand was raised high, and another sword flew out from the Zhichuan sword and instantly came to the rear of Dajiao Xuanyuan.

At this time, Dajiao Xuanyuan had already understood, "Boy! You are cheating!"

Just before Da Jiao Xuan finished speaking, Luo Yuan suddenly moved. His movements were extremely abrupt and without any accumulation of force. His whole body suddenly turned into a white light, integrating his own power into the sword body and gathering it at the tip of the sword.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the originally white sword energy was suddenly enveloped in blood. The entire sword body trembled and screamed. It seemed that it was affected by the blood energy and was somewhat uncontrollable.

In the distance, a red light shone on the sword, and the thin blood mist instantly became thicker, making the entire sword invisible. In Dajiao Xuanyuan's eyes, what he saw was a bloodthirsty holy sword.

It fell from the sky and stabbed directly at myself.

"Sacrifice the sword! You sacrificed your heart and blood to the sword!"

Dajiao Xuanyuan roared angrily. This time he did not launch any attack, and turned around without any hesitation. His original dragon body was fully displayed, and his huge dragon tail had been thrown up to resist the giant sword falling from the sky.

Luo Yuan's figure has been withdrawn from the sword, and his face that was originally exposed has been covered with blood marks. His eyes are scarlet, and the blood from his mouth is slowly flowing out.

Boom——, the huge dragon tail was undoubtedly slapped on the sword body, and the light mist condensed by countless thunder and lightning filled the dragon tail. The power that Dajiao Xuanyuan had gathered with his own strength for ten thousand years was really too powerful. Luo

The threat posed by Yuan's sacrifice of his life to the sword also made him use all his strength on this attack.

However, is Luoyuan easy to deal with?

The moment the dragon's tail hit the sword body, the blood mist dissipated immediately. Although his whole body seemed to be scattered by this order, the Zhichuan sword in his hand had already been firmly inserted into Dajiao Xuanyuan's body. Ren

At this moment, the Zhichuan sword broke through the hard leather armor and penetrated deeply.

Compared with Dajiao Xuanyuan's body, the Zhichuan Sword in his hand is just a small toy. But Zhichuan Sword is a divine sword after all, and it has its own first-class spirituality. Dajiao Xuanyuan screamed in pain and shook his huge body desperately.

, wanting to throw Luoyuan and Zhichuan swords away directly.

Luo Yuan had planned this blow a long time ago. How could he easily throw him away even though he had lost all his strength? He wiped some blood from his mouth with his right hand, his eyes turned cold, and he endured the pain all over his body.

The pain caused the Zhichuan Sword to penetrate deeper, making Dajiao Xuanyuan unable to throw the sword out.

At the same time, he formed seals with his hands, and the bloody divine power directly bound Dajiao Xuanyuan, making him unable to move. Within a few breaths, Luo Yuan was already standing on Dajiao Xuanyuan's neck, which was where Ni Lin was.

Luoyuan's luck was so good, coupled with Dajiao Xuanyuan's underestimation of the enemy, that his own reverse scale was exposed. The barrier restrained Dajiao Xuanyuan, and now no matter how restless he was, he could not escape Luoyuan's control.

"Sword Formation Barrier...Boy, I underestimated you!"

The painful sting caused Dajiao Xuanyuan's huge body to convulse. With the strength of its body, it was not fatal, but Luoyuan's sword formation was always trying to find its lifeline, especially the sword on the dragon's tail. Luoyuan's sword energy had already been

It has entered the internal organs and turned into a small sword, inside Ling Chi.

Everything that happened in front of him was completely within Luoyuan's plan. Although Dajiao Xuanyuan was powerful, it was this fortress-like body that betrayed him. As long as it was broken even a little bit, that powerful body would inevitably become a constraint.

At this moment, Luo Yuan had no intention of letting it go. His eyes turned cold, and he slowly stretched out his right hand, turning slowly in the void.

"ah--"

Dajiao Xuanyuan's body kept tumbling, but he still couldn't help the pain of Luoyuan's scales being pulled out.

"Luoyuan - no -"

The shrill scream did not affect the movements of Luo Yuan's hand. The next second, a piece of moon-white scales quietly fell into Luo Yuan's hand. And this scale was different from the others. It was crystal clear but also small. When held in his hand, it still felt

There is a hint of cold air.

When the scales are pulled out, the dragon's body is no longer there.

Boom——, the huge body fell heavily to the ground, and the whole island was shaking. The legendary beast of the generation, the Eternal Dragon King, was motionless at this moment.

"I lost this battle..."

Although Dajiao Xuanyuan was not dead, the huge energy in his body was quickly dissipating. Withdrawing the Zhichuan Sword, Luo Yuan stood quietly in front of Dajiao Xuanyuan.

Today, Luo Yuan came here only for Jialan Lang in the Liuhua Island Cave, and he had no choice but to seriously injure Dajiao Xuanyuan. If he really killed this beast, he would not be able to escape the punishment of heaven.

He raised his hands faintly, and a bright white divine power penetrated directly into Dajiao Xuanyuan's body to protect his heart.

For half an hour, Dajiao Xuanyuan still regained some of his consciousness to prevent it from dissipating. And Luo Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his handsome face was now completely pale, and his whole person had a hint of illness, as if he would fall down in the next second.

"Pfft--" A mouthful of blood spurted out directly from Luo Yuan's mouth. This battle consumed Luo Yuan hugely, and the originally majestic and pure immortal power was indeed empty now; coupled with the deficit caused by the sword sacrifice,

If I hadn’t spent a thousand years in seclusion, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to make up for it.

After standing up and calming down, Luo Yuan slowly walked into the cave.

On the Jialan tree, several Jialan waves shimmered faintly.

Seeing this thing again, Luo Yuan's pale face actually showed a slight smile. In his scarlet eyes, what flowed out was deep attachment.

"Azhi...this time, I can finally save you..."

Back in Qingqiu, Zhiyang was still on the couch with her eyes tightly closed.

There was no one in the room, and the faint fragrance of medicine lingered between the two of them. At this moment, Luoyuan was sitting next to Zhiyang.

"Azhi, I'm back. Have you had a hard time waiting these past few days?"

After the battle with Dajiao Xuanyuan, Luo Yuan had no time to recuperate and hurried back to Qingqiu.

At this moment, Zhiyang was different from when Luoyuan left. The scarlet blood stains had already been wiped clean, revealing the pure white fur. This white is Zhiyang's favorite color, and pure white is the cleanest. She also had it because of herself

She is proud to be a nine-tailed white fox, but she betrays the Three Realms, calls herself a witch, and wears the most dazzling red color.

"Your Majesty!"

Yu Yan held the medicine bowl and pushed open the door. He was really shocked when he saw his lord sitting in front of the couch covered in blood.

Hearing Yu Yan's voice, Yao Wang and Weng Ji rushed over immediately.

"Your Majesty, you are injured, why are you looking so pale?"

"His Royal Highness the King of Medicine, please help my Lord take a look!"

"No need!" The original gentle expression disappeared in an instant, and he eagerly took out the Jialanlang plant from his arms and handed it to the King of Medicine: "Don't worry about me, rescue her quickly!"

At this moment, Luoyuan still didn't care about so much, he only hoped that Jialanlang could save Zhiyang.

This Jialanlang is a magical medicine. Silver needles are used to control the inner breath in Zhiyang's body. After seeing that it is stable, Jialanlang is slowly poured into Zhiyang's mouth.

"Help me hold her down!"

I don’t know why, but after Jialanlang entered, Zhiyang’s face was full of pain, and the fox’s body began to convulse and tremble. Yao Wang shouted and asked Luoyuan and others to hold Zhiyang down, and continued to apply acupuncture, trying to make Zhiyang

Be quiet.

The silver needle was inserted into Zhiyang's forehead, and several large acupoints were found in succession to continue acupuncture. An hour later, Zhiyang's condition was considered stable.

"King Yao, how is she doing?"

Seeing King Yao let out a long sigh of relief, Luo Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"There is no problem for now, but tonight is the key. Whether she can get through this or not depends on herself."

"Thank you. I will personally accompany him tonight."

During the conversation, Luoyuan's eyes never left Zhiyang, and his pale and tired face was full of worry.

"Your Majesty, there is something that I don't know whether I should ask?"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Yuan's eyes cooled slightly, and there was a hint of depth in his eyes, like an immortal from heaven.

"explain."

"What happened to this white fox? In addition to external injuries and internal chaos, why was it also exposed to pure bone-corroding fire?"

"Bone-corroding fire?"

When Yao Wang asked, Luo Yuan's eyes showed extremely complicated emotions. What happened to Zhi Yang that day, even he couldn't explain clearly, so how could he know about the bone-corroding fire.

"This white fox is indeed very lucky. When Xiao Wang found out, the bone-corroding fire burned her meridians. Fortunately, something protected her heart meridians, otherwise..."

Luoyuan's eyes immediately returned to Zhiyang, with self-blame and pity alternating in his eyes. What exactly did she go through when she ran out? Why does the evil fire of the demon clan like the bone-corroding fire burn?

On her body. At this moment, Luo Yuan wanted to figure it out one by one.

"puff--"
Chapter completed!