Everything floated away, and Yaoguang maintained a kneeling position, holding He Batjue's shirt in one hand and the ice crystal jade pendant in the other.

Ascending to the sky and the dragon's blood tree, the fight between the dragon hill and the dragon and the phoenix is still continuing, although the flying island is not as strong as the previous shaking, but there is still a lot of turmoil from time to time, but it is a pity that all this has become the most distant existence in Yaoguang's ears.

She fell to her knees, her body and her brain stopped, and her head seemed to be suddenly empty, and she tried hard to remember something, but she could not catch the shadow.

As tough as finding a seed in a barren desert, drying up has become everything, and no force is enough to compete with it.

But the wonderful thing is that she knows the situation around her well, she can see the Motai dragon scales pacing back and forth beside her, wanting to call her but not daring to disturb the contradictory expression, under the extreme tower, Zhu Huangxi and He Lou regret who are waiting for the battle, the trembling eggplant girl, and the unconscious Qingxuan, the seriously injured Wuxiang Venerable and Yin Zhong......

Liu Buyi and Xin Yuan were lying in the Huangquan flower field, losing too much blood and being poisoned by flowers, and their faces were covered with bruises......

The wind spirit under the pseudonym Dragon Hill returned to the state of the wind, and continued to fight with the dragon and the phoenix, the wind spirit struggled with one enemy and twenty points, and the two evil beasts burned their essence and blood to the point of running out of oil and lamps, but they were controlled by the slave seal and were still fighting to the death......

The Dragon's Blood Tree and the Ascending Heaven have mastered the way of the Void, the space enchantment has no forbidden flight power, and the air and the void have become their main battlefields......

Fairy Shahua has gone, but her fire tower is still in the Huangquan flower field, the height of the tower is the same as that of the Seeking Pole Tower, and the intermittent dragon groan comes from it, and the fire tower also trembles again and again due to the impact of the power inside, but each time it trembles, the aura of the fire tower becomes stronger and stronger. In the end, when the entire tower was filled with red aura, the entire tower was like a burning torch, and the windows on each floor were spewing flames outward......

The roar of the golden dragon gradually weakened, and through the tower, Yaoguang could see the golden dragon's small body lying on the ground, several red-hot iron chains pierced his hands and feet and pipa bones respectively, nailing them firmly to the ground, and the entire fire tower was like a red-hot soldering iron, burning the struggling golden dragon...... This fire tower looks like a huge alchemy furnace!

The wind flew by, Qingshuang jumped out of the flowers, climbed on He Batjue's clothes and squatted down, and meekly shouted at her: "Meow woo......"

What is she doing?

At this moment, Yaoguang regained her clarity, the people she loved, the people she wanted to protect, were desperately trying to protect her, and they were suffering for her, but she could only watch all this......

Clenching the jade pendant in her hand, two lines of tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes, but before they fell to her cheeks, they had been frozen into ice crystals, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, white, green, black, red and yellow, and the five colors of aura were constantly flying around her, sometimes one aura followed by another aura, and sometimes several auras appeared together......

The color of the aura can't deceive people, and the Motai dragon scale stood behind her, looking at this scene in shock: There are people in the world who have all the five spiritual roots!

The five-colored aura was still surging, but it was extremely unstable, and the water-based aura was mixed with a thick cold air, and a thin layer of frost spread from under her feet, freezing the yellow spring flowers swaying in the wind into icicles!