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"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm the son of the left priest of the Temple of Light, the young master of the Yuan clan, I can give you whatever you want. Yuan Xiangzhi was so frightened that tears flowed wildly and shouted hysterically.

It's a pity that he didn't think at all, with the arrogance of the dragon, how could he take him in the eyes of a mere son of a left priest.

Seeing that the demon dragon was getting closer and closer, Yuan Xiangzhi's legs, which had finally been clamped, trembled, and a warm and fishy liquid flowed out again.

Gao Weihu and Su Bao'er were not as unbearable as him, they both held their weapons tightly, but it was a pity that the spiritual power in their bodies was like a quagmire, and they couldn't operate even if they tried their best.

"Eight Desolations, God Falls!" At this moment, Mu Hanyan's clear shout sounded again, and a flaming spear stabbed towards the dragon's chest.

Gao Weihu and Su Bao'er both looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise, you must know that the dragon is not only a legendary divine beast, but also a top powerhouse among divine beasts, and its coercion is so strong that in their opinion, it is not at all something that cultivators under the Divine Soul Priest can resist.

Mu Hanyan's strength is indeed amazing, but he has obviously not yet reached the realm of the Divine Soul Priest, and he can actually ignore the coercion of this divine beast.

How did they know that Mu Hanyan was not the first time he had encountered a divine beast, among the four fierce beasts in the legend, except for Tao Tao, who had not yet dealt with it, all the others had already been dealt with, and among them, Han Qi had also become her sword pet, and even ranked above the four fierce beasts, and the Qilin Divine Beast with the same name as the dragon clan was also her sword pet.

Relying on the spiritual connection between her and Han Qi and Streamer, her resistance to the coercion of divine beasts far exceeds that of masters of the same level, and from this point alone, even many divine soul priests may not be able to compare to her.

Seeing that Mu Hanyan could ignore the might of his divine beast, the dragon's eyes also showed a little surprise, but just like that, it was not enough to make it feel awe.

In the desolate dragon groan, the sharp dragon claws with endless killing slashes slashed towards Mu Hanyan. The claws slashed through the air, bringing out a spark, as if space had been torn apart.

"Choke!" the dragon's claws swept over the fire spear, making a sound of gold and iron.

As a canopy of sparks flew away, Mu Hanyan was like being hit by a boulder, and he retreated back again and again, and a wisp of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

The dragon body that was favored by the wind was also violently shocked, and drops of crimson blood flowed from the dragon's claws.

Gao Weihu and Su Bao'er were completely stunned, they never dreamed that Mu Hanyan would have the strength to fight in the face of this legendary dragon powerhouse, and he would not fall behind.

The eyes of the two stayed on Mu Hanyan's body, and they soon noticed something unusual.

At this time, Mu Hanyan was wearing the star-moon battle crown on his head, wearing a glazed holy robe, wearing a blood shield of the god of the underworld on his left arm, and the cloak behind him was hunting in the wind.

The star-moon battle crown exudes a point of light as white as the moon and cold as a star, the glazed holy clothes exude a colorful glow, and the blood shield of the god of the underworld is red, intertwined with the golden light of the cangxuan cloud veil, forming a strange light and fantasy, and faintly, there is a black dragon phantom hovering behind Mu Shouyan.

Mu Hanyan's long black hair fluttered in the wind, so holy, yet majestic and inviolable.

Gao Weihu and Su Bao'er's surprised eyes also revealed a sense of awe that could not be concealed.

With their family background, they are no strangers to magic weapons, in fact, like Yuan Xiangzhi, Su Bao'er also has a talisman on his body, and the giant hammer in Gao Weihu's hand can also be regarded as a magic weapon in itself, but Mu Hanyan's star and moon battle crown, glazed holy clothes, Hades blood shield, and Cangxuan cloak bring them completely different feelings.

The spirit and rhythm that faintly escaped from it actually brought them a feeling of living souls. Could it be an artifact?

Su Bao'er couldn't believe her guess, although Mu Hanyan was the chief priest of the Flower Rain Temple, and the Flower Rain Temple was one of the oldest temples in the entire God Continent, maybe it was not too strange to take out one artifact, but four artifacts, this was by no means something that the chief priest of the Flower Rain Temple could take.

Not to mention the chief priest of the Flower Rain Temple, even her father, the chief priest of the Light Temple, it would be difficult to take out four artifacts at once.

In contrast, Gao Weihu's mood was somewhat calmer, after all, he had already guessed Mu Hanyan's identity and origin. But even if Mu Hanyan is from the Holy Court Continent, it is not so easy to have so many artifacts, what is her identity in the Holy Court Continent?

Different from the shock and confusion of Gao Weihu and Su Bao'er, Mu Hanyan saw the four familiar artifacts on his body again, but he smiled helplessly in his heart.

The artifact is indeed an artifact, but the power is not as powerful as Gao Weihu and Su Bao'er imagined.

Just when the ancient tree of life took root in her heart and connected with her meridians, she found that the laws of heaven and earth in the Divine Continent had suppressed her a lot less, and although the recovery of sword cultivation was extremely slow, these artifacts had begun to repair themselves and gradually accumulate energy.

The reason why he was able to compete with the Tyrant just now was not only the power of the Eight Desolation Gods, but also the powerful defense of these four artifacts. Otherwise, no matter how strong the attack power of the Eight Desolation Gods is, her physical defense is still far from being comparable to that of the Dragon Clan, and while injuring the bully, she will inevitably be seriously injured.

Just like the supreme dragon power that stubbornly resisted the bully just now, the energy that the four artifacts had finally accumulated has been exhausted, and now it is just a virtual appearance, and it is impossible to block the next attack of the bully.

"It turns out that the legendary dragon clan is only so powerful. Mu Hanyan gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, suppressed his worries in his heart, and looked at Bafeng with a calm expression, with strong self-confidence surging in his body.

With her current situation, if she wants to fight hard with Bafeng, she will definitely have no chance, and it will be difficult to even escape. It can only be hoped that these four artifacts can scare the other party and make it retreat.

I have to admit that Miss Mu has been a human being in two lives, and after going through life and death, the combat experience she has honed is far comparable to that of Yuan Xiangzhi's straw bag, even in the face of such a predicament, she still maintains absolute calm, and there is no hesitation on her face, let alone a little bit of fear. If you want to change Yuan Xiangzhi, it is estimated that you will be stunned for a long time.

Oh yes, that guy is already scared out.

While pretending, Mu Hanyan glanced at the others. Although Gao Weihu, Su Bao'er, and Gao Jien were shocked, they still held their weapons tightly and were ready to fight to the death. On the contrary, Yuan Xiangzhi, who was the strongest among several people, was already frightened as early as the moment the bully rushed up, and fainted to death on the spot.