A strong wind blew away the white mist in the corridor, but soon the scattered white mist regrouped as if consciously. And in the center of the white mist, the body of the Ryoma Divine Horse loomed.

The speed of the White Mist Ryoma was so fast, Qianshu just saw the long whiskers on the side of Ryoma's mouth fluttering slightly. The next moment, the white mist dragon horse with four hooves in the air appeared in front of Qianzhou's eyes.

The thousand boats crossed the sword body and turned into slashes, and the massive essentia was transformed into the purest "force" and attached to the fragment.

Just like the collapse of Buzhou Mountain, which is a pillar of heaven in mythology, the incomparable power falls from the sky, and the terrifying momentum is almost suffocating.

The body of the sword of the fragment transformed into one mountain peak after another phantom. The phantoms overlapped and then sank into the fragments, making the sword heavier and heavier, and even the space seemed to creak.

When the sword intent burst out, from the dust to the air, and finally even the great source, they were all lined up by this sword.

It's still a "heavy mountain", but this time Qianzhou uses the technique of simplifying the complex and combining many into one.

Before the sword arrived, Ryoma took the first step to disperse into a dense white mist, and followed the sword momentum of Qianzhou to move away in an instant.

A sword that was ready to be fired fell into the air, knocking a huge depression into the stony ground. The tiny cracks spread like cobwebs, and in the blink of an eye, they climbed up the surrounding walls.

"It's so fast!" Qianzhou said hatefully.

In myths and legends, Ryoma is a creature that is good at running, and it is extremely fast and can soar through the clouds.

And this white mist dragon horse is even more unrestrained by the body, and it is really as fast as the breeze and as ethereal as the clouds. If it weren't for the narrow passage here, Qianzhou wouldn't even be able to touch the tail of the White Mist Dragon Horse.

The White Mist Ryoma raised his front hooves and stomped heavily on the ground.

"Boom!"

It was like a god casting the earth slamming down with a hammer in his hand, and the great force was transmitted along the ground, and then rose up along the stone wall.

The stone wall, which was on the verge of collapse due to the aftermath of the battle between the two, was impacted by such a huge force, and it was shattered into countless fragments in an instant. The sound of "rumbling" reverberates from near to far, and then from far to near.

Several adjacent passages collapsed together, and the broken stones rushed to the side, clearing a large open area in the center.

The wisdom of the White Mist Dragon Horse is much higher than Qianshu imagined. He would use the battle between the two to create a favorable environment for himself.

In fact, Qianshu has not yet determined whether the White Mist Ryoma is a living "creature" or not.

From the body of the White Mist Ryoma, it seems that the characteristics of the creature are not found at all, but it only has the form of a Ryoma, but it is closer to the fog.

However, compared to a certain phenomenon, the White Mist Ryoma has shown a very high degree of autonomy and a very clear purpose—from the very beginning, its goal was a thousand boats.

This also made Qianzhou reflect on what was in him that attracted this white mist dragon horse. It can't be a rush syrup, right?

If you want to stay in Shuangwen, you should show your superb cooking skills now, and then use food to subdue this white mist dragon horse.

But it's a pity that this is the reality, and the White Mist Ryoma doesn't show any inclination to communicate at all.

Qianzhou glanced at the collapsed Yongdao, and estimated that Jiang Qinghan and the others would not be able to support him for a while.

"Co-authoring, it's become that I'm going head-to-head with the elite monsters. So what's the point of me forming a team?" Qianzhou habitually complained, and was kicked out by the white mist dragon horse that suddenly rushed in front of him, leaving an obvious water stain on his chest.

Qianzhou just wanted to fight back, but the white mist dragon horse was far away in an instant. As a transcendent of the [Dragon Gate] rank, Qianzhou couldn't see exactly how the White Mist Dragon Horse moved.

In this open field, the distance is almost non-existent for the White Mist Ryoma. In just one step, it can reach any place.

Chishu had to shrink himself in a corner, carefully guarding against a sudden attack by the White Mist Ryoma.

In all fairness, the White Mist Ryoma wasn't that powerful in other ways. Only the speed has almost arrived, and it has even exceeded the limit of the [Dragon Gate] level.

Such a special enemy is something that Qianshu has never encountered at all. If it is a head-to-head confrontation, Qianzhou is confident that he will decide the winner within a few moves. But Qianzhou can't even touch the corners of the enemy's clothes now, so he can only defend passively.

"Good brother, let's discuss something. Qianzhou opened the two horns of the White Mist Dragon Horse with a sword, and the blade of the sword slashed past its long whiskers, "Or let's change places, it's not interesting to fight like this." ”

"Or how about we take a step back and see you again?"

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!"

"You're still kicking, you're kicking your face too much!"

......

Of course, the White Mist Ryoma ignored him.

"Okay, can I really not control you?"

Qianzhou narrowed his eyes, and there seemed to be a silver flame burning in his pupils.

The essentia of the sea overflowed, and a gust of wind suddenly set off in this enclosed space.

The skin of Qianzhou's whole body became translucent, and silver light continued to emerge from it, and crystal-like muscle fibers could be faintly seen—Qianzhou had to temporarily semi-materialize his whole body in order to relieve the load on his body caused by the massive mobilization of essentia.

Finely crystals began to grow along the walls, climbed up the dome, and spread across the ground, quickly sealing the entire cavern. Clusters of sharp crystals pierced from the ground, like lush thorns, and the hideous barbs seemed to thirst for blood.

White Mist Ryoma couldn't help but stop.

If it's an ordinary obstacle, it can be ignored no matter how hard it is. But these crystals are all solidified essentia, and even if they turn into mist, they will be injured.

In the grappling just now, Qianzhou found that the fog around White Mist Ryoma had become a little thinner, and there was no sign of self-recovery.

It seems that the White Mist Ryoma can't replenish these fogs on its own. If it is dragged into a war of attrition, then it must be the victory of a thousand boats.

The only thing to do is to restrict the activities of the White Mist Ryoma and organize its escape.

This is the reason why Qianzhou did not hesitate to spend a lot of essentia to seal the entire cave.

Now that the entire cave has become the home of a thousand boats, if a normal magician is in such an environment, he can completely knead the white mist dragon horse and round it. But Qianzhou didn't know anything about magic, so he could only simply restrict the White Mist Ryoma.

If the ancestors of the Atroy school saw it, they would probably scold the thousands of boats for being wasteful.

Maybe you can learn some magic tricks that are compatible with you when you arrive in Xizhou?

The White Mist Ryoma also seemed to realize that something was wrong, and it opened its mouth to swallow all the white mist wrapped around it, and the illusory body became more real.

At this moment, Zi Qianzhou could clearly see the moire scales on the neck and waist of the dragon horse.