The thirst for energy made Jiaolong desperately put all his spiritual power on Long Qianhua, even if he knew the harm that Jing Sheng might give him behind him, he didn't care.

If he takes a step back, he will inevitably have to meet Jing Sheng's attack, for him at this time, Jing Sheng's desperate blow, he has no chance of surviving, but if he can absorb Long Qianhua's energy before he can, then who will die in the end, it is not certain.

The wind is getting more and more urgent, and the whining sound continues to sound in Long Qianhua's ears, as if with the momentum of pulling out mountains and seas, Long Qianhua is not more glad that her ability is wind energy than at this moment, otherwise she would have disappeared with the wind, and she doesn't know where she was blown away.

However, this happiness did not last long, as soon as she looked up, she saw Jiaolong attacking her with her mouth open, if it wasn't for the wind that made her unable to open her mouth at all, Long Qianhua would definitely be so angry that she scolded.

Is there anything more unlucky than her?

Jing Sheng followed closely behind Jiaolong, and the long sword condensed with cyan phantom qi galloped down with the momentum of breaking through the wind and waves, looking a little sharper than just now.

His attack is very powerful, but it is not a preemptive strike, but it is more like a blow with all his strength, just waiting for the final Jiaolong to kill him, as for the fate of Long Qianhua before this, Jing Sheng, no matter.

Fortunately, Long Qianhua didn't put hope in Jing Sheng's body, the moment he saw Jiaolong, Long Qianhua had already activated the magic power in his body, because he had just experienced the combination of magic power and cold energy, but it was unexpectedly easy.

According to the method that Bai Qianyuan said before, Long Qianhua put the wind energy aside, and did not touch it at all, but concentrated all the spirits, and put all his mind and mind on his phantom soul.

In the past two months, the skillful use of magic power in the yama jungle has given Long Qianhua his own set of adjustment methods, first dividing the magic power into two sections and separating it from the soul ball, first cutting out an area, leaving the most core part, and then injecting all the cold qi that the limbs have wandered into.

The icy cold air repelled the gentle orange magic power, but it couldn't withstand Long Qianhua's best advancing, and slowly melted in helplessly, but at the moment of integration, the orange magic power could change color with the naked eye.

Light yellow, orange, light green, dark green, lake blue...... Little by little, under the blessing and expansion of the cold air, the phantom power turned directly into cyan, although it was still a little short of Jingsheng's lake blue, but even this was enough to make people's jaws drop.

For thousands of years, there has never been a person on this continent who can cultivate Hu Erotic Illusion at the orange level, although I know that a large part of it is the effect of the ice lotus, but if I don't have strong perseverance and enough potential to get the phantom soul, it is impossible to achieve it, even if I succeed in a short time, I will eventually explode and die.

And Long Qianhua obviously doesn't belong to this category, or she doesn't know what kind of miracle she has created, at this time, she has no way to think too much, the threat of the dragon is in front of her, almost in the next second of the combination of cold and phantom power, she immediately threw out all her energy, and she didn't even have time to look at this magic that belonged to her.

The gushing phantom power rushed straight into Jiaolong's mouth, and without giving him a chance to react, he just went down the river and entered his dragon body.

Jiaolong subconsciously wanted to spit out the thing, but unfortunately it was too late, one cold and one hot alternately, so that the phantom power ball wrapped in the frost of the 10,000-year-old ice lotus exploded in Jiaolong's body, and suddenly saw flesh and blood flying, followed by Jing Sheng, who rushed over, almost behind Jiaolong, the sharp sword was about to insert into Jiaolong's body, but it was directly collided by this bursting cold, but the cyan phantom sword in his hand was directly out of his hand and merged into the phantom ball.

It condensed into ice in an instant, making the dragon hiss, roar, and constantly rolling the dragon's body, and the original four claws did not know when only two were left, and the remaining two had become two ice sculptures that were thrown off the waterhole by the dragon body that he was constantly shaking.

The dragon's body had been blown in two, leaving only a thin layer of dragon scales to connect it as best it could, but the wind was so strong that the gusting wind directly split it, completely cutting it off.

At this moment, the rumbling thunder suddenly remembered, and then Long Qianhua was sent out a hundred meters away by a gas, but the dragon was covered by a golden light, and the thunder in the sky continued to fall, and the rose-red light flashed non-stop, and after a while, a thunder pillar that seemed to be barely hugged by five people burst down, and went straight towards Jiaolong.

Long Qianhua struggled to force himself to stop, but before he could stand up straight, he was pushed away by a wave of qi, and finally fell to the ground as a dog eating.

The light gradually dissipated, the thunder still became smaller and farther away, and the energy that had just surrounded the dragon in it gradually spread, Long Qianhua stood up, looked up and looked at it from afar, only to see countless black lumps of things falling from all directions, and the rich smell of burning spread in the air, extremely pungent.

"My dragon scales. ”

Suddenly, a frightened male voice came from under Long Qianhua, Long Qianhua's heart chuckled, but before she could react, the people under her had already pushed her away, and a carp stood up, looking at the remains of Jiaolong with tears in his eyes.

Long Qianhua got up slowly, ready to leave, who would have thought that just after taking a step, he would be restrained by someone using magic power from behind, unable to move a bit.

"Stinky woman, you ruined my dragon scales, and you still want to leave?" Jing Sheng said gloomily, and he didn't have to look back at Long Qianhua to imagine how terrifying Jing Sheng's expression should be.

"I'm protecting myself. Long Qianhua said, "Who is to blame for your own inability?"

Jing Sheng was angry, this woman, this woman......

"If it weren't for you, this dragon skin would be mine. ”

"If it weren't for me, you might have died. Long Qianhua turned around, the look on his face was not good-looking, no matter who others coerced and slandered again and again, he also had to have a temper, "I killed this dragon, this dragon scale was peeled off by the thunder tribulation, no matter what aspect it is, you have not exerted a little strength, what qualifications do you have to say that it is yours?"

"Heh, if I hadn't broken into the waterhole, you would have been frozen to death by Jiaolong, and it was the master who saved you, so you had a chance to kill Jiaolong. Jing Sheng gritted his teeth.

"Heh, if you hadn't broken into the waterhole, the old lady would have solved the dragon a long time ago, and maybe she could have peeled off a complete dragon skin. Long Qianhua was not to be outdone.

Jing Sheng's eyes widened and he glared at Long Qianhua angrily.