Lu Ming sneered, this cold sword spirit is really shameless.

In the previous battle with Jiaolong, in order to escape for his life, he didn't care about the life and death of others, and asked others to resist Jiaolong for him, and he fled by himself.

In fact, with the strength of the Cold Sword Spirit, if he is desperate, resist the dragon for a while, and delay until the red old monster arrives, it should be no problem, but he won't do that, he would rather let others fill it with his life, and he can try to protect himself as much as possible.

Now, he actually wants to do this again, let Lu Ming kill Jiaolong with his life, and after killing the dragon, then ask Xie Nianqing to attack the formation base, is it really a fool for others?

If you don't agree, you threaten, Linghai threefold, it's amazing?

"Old guy, I have a shortcoming, I hate others threatening me the most, the more others threaten me, the more I will fight with him, I said before, I just know some of the way of refining, this big array, engraved until now, too long has passed, the power has been greatly reduced, and the spirit crystal energy in some places has been exhausted, it seems that I have to add some spirit crystals into it." ”

Lu Ming said lightly.

"Little brute, how dare you?"

The cold sword spirit man, his face is cold.

"Why don't you dare? You're a fart in my eyes!"

Lu Ming pursed his lips and flew towards the edge of the square.

On the edge of the square, there are some potholes, that is, the base of the formation, on which are inlaid with dense top-grade spirit crystals.

But some spirit crystals have been broken, their spirituality has been lost, and there is no energy left.

Lu Ming pointed at a pit, his fingers swiped, and the useless spirit crystal in the pit flew out, and a piece of intact top-grade spirit crystal appeared in Lu Ming's hand, and with a wave of his hand, the top-grade spirit crystal was embedded into the pit.

The inscriptions around the pit were a little brighter.

"Stop, stop!"

The Chilling Blade Spirits roared.

"Stop, you can, kneel down and beg me!"

Lu Ming turned his head and smiled at the Cold Sword Spirit.

"Kneel down and beg you, little brute, what are you? dare to tell my old man to kneel down and beg you. ”

The Cold Sword Spirit froze for a moment, followed by a roar.

"If you don't kneel, forget it!"

Lu Ming's fingers kept swiping, taking out pieces of useless top-grade spirit crystals, and inlaying intact top-grade spirit crystals into it, his speed was very fast, and soon, Lu Ming inlaid hundreds of top-grade spirit crystals.

The inscriptions of the Great Array are getting brighter and stronger, and their power is getting bigger and bigger.

"Little brute, I won't kill you, I swear not to be a man!"

The killing machine of the cold sword spirit is cold and piercing, and he hates Lu Ming to the bone marrow.

Roar!

At this time, the dragon let out an earth-shattering roar and actually stepped towards the edge of the square.

As soon as it moved, the inscription array ran wildly, and countless inscriptions, as if they came to life, turned into swords and knives, and slashed towards the dragon frantically.

Jiaolong roared, and a Fang Tian painting halberd appeared in his hand, opening and closing widely, desperately resisting the attacks around him.

Obviously, Jiaolong is very decisive, it knows that if it continues, the situation will become more and more unfavorable to it, and he will desperately rush out of the big formation.

Boom! Boom...

The war swords and swords transformed by the inscription array, the powerful horror, and the number of them, seems to be endless, constantly slashing at the dragon.

Burst!

Even though the dragon's defense was amazing, it was still broken by the sword, cutting out a hole, and blood flowed.

But Jiaolong ignored it and frantically rushed outward.

Every time it stepped out, the white jade ground emitted a roar, and countless inscriptions enveloped the dragon, and finally even turned into flames, enveloping the dragon in it.

Roar!

With a shocking roar, the dragon turned into its original form, but it only became more than ten meters long, and blue divine light shot out from all over its body, and Fang Tian's halberd slashed vertically and horizontally.

Even so, every time the dragon stepped out of a meter, there would be an extra wound on its body, and at the same time, it would have to face the scorching flames.

"It's worthy of a dragon, such a strong body!"

Lu Ming exclaimed.

In the face of such an offensive, if it were a Terran warrior, I am afraid it would not be able to support it, but Jiaolong held it up and continued to impact outward, getting closer and closer to the outside of the big array.

"Damn it!"

The cold sword spirit and the red old monster are anxious.

If the dragon goes out first, the treasures in the hall will fall into the hands of the dragon.

"Xiaoqing, let's go to the main hall!"

Lu Ming's face also changed, if he waited for Jiaolong to come out, with their combat power, they would not be opponents.

The two of them rushed along the edge of the square towards the main hall.

"Stop!"

Jiaolong roared, the two dragon horns emitted a brilliant light, and two blue divine lights, like two extremely sharp swords, shot through the inscription array and shot towards Lu Ming and the two.

Lu Ming blocked with an infinite dragon lance, and the huge power made Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing's bodies retreat backwards.

Airplanes!

The infinite dragon spear kept vibrating in his hand, fortunately, it was a six-pole high-grade spirit soldier, if it was a fifth-level spirit soldier, it was shattered just now.

Jiaolong roared, regardless of the injury, and frantically slammed outward, greatly increasing its speed.

In just a few breaths, Jiaolong actually rushed out of the inscription array, but in exchange, it was covered with scars.

On the dragon's body, there are at least dozens of scars, the dragon scales are torn, the flesh and blood are blurred, some wounds reveal snow-white bones, and even the bones have been cut open, but the dragon's body is too strong, and the vitality is terrible, such a serious injury, but the breath is weak, and it does not fall.

It glanced at Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing, and did not make a move, but rushed towards the main hall.

"This dragon is in such a hurry to rush towards the main hall, there must be a treasure inside, let's go in and take a look!"

Lu Ming said to Xie Nianqing.

Xie Nianqing also nodded.

Although Jiaolong is powerful, but the injury is too serious, it is impossible to maintain peak combat power, if Jiaolong shoots at them, the two of them join forces, and it is still certain to escape, so they dare to follow.

The two of them followed the dragon and rushed towards the main hall.

"Damn it, damn little brute!"

The Cold Sword Spirit Cultivator roared, they didn't dare to break through as hard as the dragon, they didn't have the body as powerful as the dragon.

Whew!

Lu Ming, Xie Nianqing and Jiaolong, one after the other, rushed into the main hall.

The main hall is very wide, as soon as he rushed into the main hall, Lu Ming felt a huge pressure, and even, its Nine Dragons blood veins were agitated, and Lu Ming's spine was filled with red light.

"That's..."

Lu Ming looked at the center of the hall in shock.

There, there was a ball of blood suspended, and on the surface of that ball of blood, there were actually small real dragons, constantly swimming, and a huge pressure permeated out.

This pressure, like the pressure of the ancestor of all beasts and the king of kings, is extremely terrifying, and can make all things subdued.

"True Dragon, True Dragon's Blood!"

Before Lu Ming could speak, Dan Dan on his shoulder shouted first.

True dragon blood, yes, this mass of blood, is true dragon blood.

Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing were extremely shocked.

They never expected that in the palace of the colorful real person, there would be a ball of true dragon blood, and this ball of true dragon blood obviously seemed to have just flowed from the real dragon's body, and it was spiritual.

The value is high.