At the beginning, the butterflies fly with the wind, and in the silver star rain, they flutter gracefully.

However, when the white butterfly approached the dancing girl, as soon as she showed a little murderous aura, she was immediately shattered by the night wind.

Rong Nianzhen frowned.

She seemed to be fused with all the spirits in this valley, and there was nothing she could do to stop now.

Just in case......

He lit a telegraph again, "I'm in the forbidden land, I have something important, you should come quickly." ”

With another tremor, the cliff behind the jade tablet cracked a gap wide one person wide, and a white light flew out of the gap and flew into the air, letting out a clear dragon roar!

Rong Nianzhen's brows furrowed even deeper.

The white light swirled in the valley, turning into a small white dragon, dancing up and down around Mu Sensen.

The chant in the girl's mouth became louder and louder, and this mysterious and distant rhythm echoed in the heavens and the earth.

The wind howled, and the whistling of the white dragon echoed through the valley.

Boom - a sound like thunder.

The mountain cliff seemed to be stretched open by an invisible force, and two white lights flew out one after another, merging into the valley, and the great joy of all spirits reveled.

Rong Nianzhen's face was expressionless.

These three dragon spirits are the crystallization of the Rong family's painstaking efforts over the past decades.

Two of them were recently obtained from the gap in time and space. One is domesticated by the black dragon spirit, and the other is the one that carries Pei Ji's soul.

Rong Nianzhen's eyes flashed with coldness.

Even if you can summon them, you won't be able to take them with you.

The three dragon spirits all made dragon shapes, and for a time the valley was filled with water vapor, thin clouds gradually locked, and drizzle fell.

The rain melts into the starlight, blurry and dazzling.

A gust of wind blew in from outside the valley and landed on the altar, taking the form of a man.

Dressed in white, the nine-tailed heavenly fox Su Cen took a deep breath, and the light in his turquoise pupils was dazzling.

"It's been a long time since I've smelled such a pure aura."

He was in a good mood, and he raised his eyes to look into the valley, "It's actually the spirit dance of the Mu family!" ”

The tone was full of surprise.

"Now is not the time to talk about that." Rong Nianzhen stood in the middle of the wind and rain, and the whole person was like a long sword that had been unsheathed, cold and fierce.

Su Cen looked at the three dragon spirits happily circling in the valley and frowned.

"Do you want me to get them back? One is okay, three is definitely not. I don't want my old bones to break here. ”

"Don't worry about them, you can get Mu Shu back for me."

Bathe...... Forgive?

Su Cen thought for a moment, oh...... It's the ghost servant.

I hadn't heard his name in decades, and I couldn't remember it for a while.

Mu Shu floated in mid-air, the rain of stars around him, his eyes closed, his expression peaceful, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"I can try this."

……

The moment a spiritual wind was about to touch Mu Shu, the girl dancing on the altar raised her eyes and looked over there.

That glance was like lightning cutting through the chaotic night.

The whistling wind and the dragon spirit followed the girl's mind, and in an instant, they all rushed towards the spiritual wind.

Su Cen flicked his fingers and melted away the wisp of wind.

However, one of the three dragon spirits with a tail with a slight gray scale was already enraged.

It spewed thunder from its mouth, and it slammed into the cliff, rumbling, and the sound of falling rocks was incessant, and there were even small pieces of stone, which jumped onto the altar when the cliff collapsed.

The dragon spirit's anger still didn't subside.