"Yufei Beware of the Thousand Transformations Dragon, ranked tenth on the imperial list of geniuses, second only to Xuanyuan Wen and Blue Dragon King."

The old man in green robe couldn't help but remind him.

It turns out that this Thousand Transformation Dragon has a rare transformation bloodline, which can not only simulate the transformation of various objects, but also launch powerful illusion attacks.

It can be said that the bloodline of the Thousand-Changing Illusory Dragon has a special realm of illusion.

At the moment of the confrontation, Zhao Yufei's mind and senses were slightly disturbed.

The "purple-haired boy"'s attack contained numerous phantom lights and shadows, and even the surrounding environment was distorted and changed.

The hot smelting building was gradually replaced by a familiar courtyard.

"This is... the Zhao clan?"

Zhao Yufei's heart was shocked.

The purple-haired boy opposite him seemed to be smiling, but his face gradually blurred, and then turned into a resolute young man.

That was the Zhao Feng who only existed in his memory when he was a boy.

Not only the external environment has changed, but Zhao Yufei herself has also transformed into a slim and young girl.

Vaguely, bits and pieces of memories of a young man and a young girl competing in the courtyard were recalled before their eyes.

Pengpa

Zhao Yufei exchanged palms with "Young Zhao Feng" on the opposite side.

She groaned, her delicate body took a few steps back, and fell into a disadvantage.

There was not much difference in the strength between the two, but "Young Zhao Feng" on the opposite side had the upper hand.

This is not only true for Zhao Yufei's senses.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Yufei and the Thousand Transformations Dragon resembled Zhao Yufei and Zhao Feng when they were young, and the surrounding environment also evolved into the courtyard of the Zhao clan in Yuyang City.

All of this is distorted by the invisible phantom light and shadow, making the fake appear real.

"Yufei"

The two old men in green robes from the Duanmu family couldn't help but exclaimed.

The direction in which Zhao Yufei was forced to retreat was the "furnace pit" with dazzling red flames; once she fell into the furnace pit, even the emperor would not be able to escape.

Pengpapa

Zhao Yufei and the Thousand Transformations Magic Dragon clashed dozens of times in an instant; heavy phantom lights and shadows distorted the environment and subverted the senses.

Seeing it, Zhao Yufei retreated step by step towards the furnace pit behind.

"Brother Zhao Feng..."

Zhao Yufei's eyes were hazy with rain and mist, and her expression was complicated, as if she had been replaced by memories of the past.

"suffer death"

The Thousand Transformations Dragon sneered, and a wave of dark green camouflage light appeared between his fists, hitting Zhao Yufei's pretty face like snow jade porcelain.

"It's a pity that you're not——"

In the field of vision, the peerless beauty in purple dress suddenly turned cold, and a cold light appeared in her clear eyes.

A strong cold murderous intent appeared on Zhao Yufei's body.

Humming——

In an instant, Zhao Yufei's whole body's skin was as clear as crystal, blooming with a layer of brilliant purple light. A mighty bloodline power caused the numerous forces in the smelting building to throb and become chaotic.

At this moment, whether it was the King of False God or the Great Emperor of False God, their own martial arts power was inexplicably shaken, and even part of it was lost.

"What's going on..."

Xuanyuan Wen on the other end, the great power of the emperor, and the true energy in his body all felt a little rippled.

bang

A foreign man in dark green camouflage was shaken dozens of feet away by a wave of Zhao Yufei's jade hand, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

At the same moment.

In Zhao Yufei's field of vision, the distorted light and shadow illusion disappeared without a trace.

"As expected of the 'Spirit Clan, the owner of the bloodline."

The alien man narrowed his mung bean eyes slightly, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and used his strength to do a volley to meet Wei Jing at the other end.

Just a moment ago.

Zhao Yufei inspired the innate power of the spirit race's bloodline, which was as powerful as the Thousand Transformations Dragon. Even the tenth-ranked being on the imperial list was knocked back and injured.

certainly.

The Thousand-Changing Magical Dragon itself follows the path of illusion, and its ability to face off head-on is somewhat different from that of the ninth-ranked Blue Dragon King.

"retreat"

After the Thousand Transformations Dragon and Blue Dragon King Wei Jing met, their figures disappeared from the place where they were.

"Blocking the door is the hidden talent of the Thousand Transformations Dragon"

Senior Brother Zhuge's expression changed slightly.

Two sharp white glimmers of light shot out from his eyes, barely catching a trace.

Only powerful blood eyes like the Ji family's "Purple Star Pupils" can restrain the Thousand Transformations Dragon's concealment methods.

But unfortunately, the Ji family members did not enter the smelting building, and there were not enough Bloodline Eyes on the field.

Actually.

The Thousand Transformations Dragon itself does not have spatial abilities, but it can simulate various scenes, including some breath fluctuations.

Therefore, he previously paired up with the Blue Dragon King to simulate the role of "Purple Haired Double Evil" so realistically.

"If you dare to impersonate Brother Zhao Feng, I won't let you go."

Zhao Yufei's pretty face showed a hint of anger.

She maximized the sensitivity of the Eldar bloodline, captured a faint trail of aura, and followed it together.

However.

The only people on the field who actually participated in the pursuit were Zhao Yufei and Senior Brother Zhuge.

Most of the other kings have difficulty catching the trajectory of the Thousand-Changing Magical Dragon after it disappears.

Xuanyuan Wen and the Little Sword Master also have this ability, but at this time, the battle for the "Broken Rust Sword" has also entered the final moment.

The sword light around Whitebeard is as bright as a white rainbow and the blazing sun.

In his eyes, there was a kendo will that forgot life and death. Every step he took, he gave up his retreat.

Even when faced with the intimidation of the ancient divine sword, Whitebeard did not give in at all.

Hum Zheng

The "Broken Bronze Sword" in mid-air suddenly swung out a green sword light that shocked the world. With the ancient cold sword intent, it struck the white-bearded little sword master head-on.

Wow

Whitebeard spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into a vast green expanse of chaotic and topsy-turvy double shadows of sword light.

"Senior Sword Master"

The cold black-robed girl from Tianjian Pavilion couldn't help but exclaimed.

"If God wants me to die, why not die"

Whitebeard looked up to the sky and roared, and the white rainbow-like sword light on his body was shattered by the attack of the rusty sword.

That sword almost cut off all his vitality and vitality.

Whitebeard's life essence withered at an obviously perceptible speed, and the skin all over his body became even more withered and aged.

"Turning oneself into a sword"

Whitebeard's whole body suddenly burst into flames and turned into a huge sword light like the blazing sun, rushing towards the ancient artifact "Broken Rust Sword".

That moment.

The entire smelting building was covered by the brilliant sword light that abandoned everything, and even the flames in the furnace pit were slightly dim.

As strong as Xuanyuan Wen, his face showed a hint of complexity and respect.

"The power of the sword is so terrifying. It can kill the emperor in an instant and even threaten the Holy Master of the Mysterious Light Realm..."

The Blue Dragon King and the Thousand Transformations Dragon were escaping in hiding, their bodies and minds were trembling, and the aura of swordsmanship made them extremely frightened.

At this time, in the entire smelting furnace, only the bright sword light that overshadowed everything was left.

In that sword light, there was White Beard's life-long secret of swordsmanship, even at the cost of his life.

Hum Zheng
To be continued...