Cang Qinghan stood proudly, his unparalleled face was awe-inspiring, and his deep starry eyes were filled with strong battle intent. The ink-colored robe rippled in layers in the strong wind, arousing infinite domineering.

The momentum of the divine dragon is getting stronger and stronger, but Lan Lingxi can see that its phantom is slowly fading.

Lan Lingfeng stood in the storm like a quiet beautiful man, gently dancing his arms, rolling up the spiritual power between heaven and earth to attack "Su Xuanbin", but the power of the demon dragon was even stronger than they imagined.

At its peak, the Divine Dragon could only tie with it, and now the Divine Dragon Phantom, whose strength has only recovered forty percent, does have a big gap with it.

At this moment, "Su Xuanbin's" body was as fast as lightning, and he easily dodged the attack of the Divine Dragon Phantom, not to mention, he reflexively threw out a ball of spiritual power, hitting the chest of the blue spiritual wind......

"Blue Spirit Wind!"

Lan Lingxi let out a shocked cry. Blood clotted instantly.

Lan Lingfeng slowly lowered his eyes and looked at his chest, which was bleeding in an instant. The sharp pain spread to his whole body instantly, but he remained expressionless, as if the body with a large hole was not his.

At this moment, Lan Lingxi really had the urge to rush over and die with the demon dragon.

"Blue Spirit Wind!"

I can't stand it anymore to see someone I care about getting hurt like this. Lan Lingxi rushed over like crazy.

The corners of Su Xuanbin's mouth hooked, evoking a wicked smile. Can't help it? More fun is yet to come.

But the next moment, the smile of "Su Xuanbin" froze at the corner of his mouth, because Lan Lingxi had just rushed out a distance of more than ten steps, and his figure was swept away by a strange strong wind.

Cang Qinghan was shocked, and turned around to chase after him, but was blocked by Su Xuanbin's dodge.

Lan Lingfeng remained motionless, as if he had lost consciousness. But if he got closer, he could still see his eyes following the direction in which Lan Lingxi had disappeared.

Beneath his calm surface, there are earth-shaking changes.

While intercepting Cang Qinghan, "Su Xuanbin" did not forget to give Lan Lingfeng a blow. Between the lightning and flint, Cang Qinghan leaped up, blocking the fatal blow for Lan Lingfeng.

After the intense pain on Lan Lingfeng's body, a burning sensation spread from his chest. The scorching burning sensation was like someone had placed volcanic lava in his chest. He gritted his teeth and endured the crushing heat. Beads of sweat the size of beans poured down, and the green tendons on the forehead and the back of the hands burst out.

"Su Xuanbin" didn't know what was happening to Lan Lingfeng, but his intuition told him that it must not be a good thing. So he tried his best to make up for the fatal blow to Lan Lingfeng.

"Su Xuanbin" is not clear, but Cang Qinghan is clear. He knew that the Blue Spirit Wind was transforming, that was to say, this transformation would be the ultimate transformation of the Saint Emperor-level Heavenly Demon. Therefore, he tried his best to block all the attacks of "Su Xuanbin" on Lan Lingfeng.

Seeing Cang Qinghan desperately protecting Lan Lingfeng, "Su Xuanbin"'s brows furrowed deeply. Because it's too unlike Shenlong's style. The dragon was cold and ruthless, and it had never cared about anything except its companion fetish, Bi Youlian. Now, only the woman incarnated by the Biyu Lotus Bead is his reverse scale, which is why he was ...... in the first place

"Su Xuanbin" didn't continue to think about it, but repondered Cang Qinghan's motives, he always felt that he had missed something particularly important.

It is said that the moment Lan Lingxi was swept away by the strange wind, Concubine Xin and Xu Momo chased after them as soon as possible. Because that direction......

When Concubine Xin and the others rushed to the place they thought of in their hearts, they saw that Lan Lingxi's body was wrapped in a layer of turquoise light, like a silkworm that had never turned into a butterfly wrapped in a cocoon.

Underneath her, is a huge* large biyu lotus leaf. The leaves float gently above the pool of spiritual power. The leaf looked like an ordinary leaf, but it could bear the weight of Lan Lingxi without the slightest sign of sinking.

Concubine Xin looked at this fantasy scene in disbelief. Xu Momo also couldn't come back to his senses.

At this moment, Concubine Xin finally guessed what the demon dragon did in the air back then. It had already realized that it was about to fall into a deep sleep, but it was afraid that it would not know how long it would sleep, and what if the dragon woke up first, so just in case, it extracted a wisp of its own soul and threw it into the reincarnation together with half of the blue lotus bead.

It can be said that everything is almost following the trajectory that the demon dragon originally envisioned. In addition, no matter how rich its imagination is, it can't imagine that one day in the future, its soul will actually fall in love with the blue lotus bead...... If it weren't for that, if its soul were to merge into one, it would be impossible for Cang Qinghan and Lan Lingfeng to die until now.

The layer of light wrapped around Lan Lingxi's body was like a spiritual power sucker, continuously absorbing all the spiritual power that could be absorbed in Fang Yuan and the spiritual power pool.

Lan Lingxi was in a vague and hazy state. The picture that comes to mind is so real, real as if everything happened yesterday. But it's so illusory, it's like a dream, and when you wake up, everything turns into a cloud.

A long, long time ago, there was a god seed who was planted into his spiritual power pool by a small dragon. From then on, accompanying the Divine Seed became the most important thing in its life outside of cultivation.

It hoped that the seed would germinate and thrive, but as if it had been deliberately anxious, the divine seed showed no sign of germination.

A year, a decade, a hundred years, a thousand years passed, and the seed was as if it had never existed, without showing any traces.

Just as the little dragon was growing up, but the hope for the seed was gradually turning into disappointment, the seed miraculously revealed a little turquoise shoot.

At that moment, Xiaolong smiled. The smile was a little silly, a little stupid, but it felt that it was the happiest dragon in the world. Because it has its own companion fetishes.

When that silly smile came into Lan Lingxi's mind, a sour happiness flashed in his chest. In the spiritual pupils, I don't know when it was overflowing with tears.

A tear slipped down and landed right on the light that surrounded her. Suddenly, the light was in full bloom and bloomed layer by layer, like a bud blooming after the rain.

And the Biyu Lotus Bead, which had not been moving, suddenly spun up, and frantically absorbed the spiritual power that the leaves had absorbed for it.

The movement was so great that Cang Qinghan and "Su Xuanbin", who were fighting fiercely on the other side, felt strange.

At the same time, the hole in Lan Lingfeng's chest was recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"Su Xuanbin's" heart was shocked, and a strong uneasiness became more and more intense as Lan Lingfeng's wound healed.

At this moment, the blue spirit wind looks evil and dangerous. Under the thick and slender eyelashes, a pair of dark eyes glowed with bloodthirsty light.

As with the wounds, his appearance has changed, if Lan Lingfeng was still a childish teenager a moment ago, then at this moment he is growing at a rapid pace.