Chapter Eighty-One: A White Shot
"Whew!!"
"Ah——! it hurts!"
The white dragon rolled wildly on the narrow ropeway, smashing the stone pillars on both sides, and the huge body went crazy in this place, shaking the narrow ropeway from side to side, and some disciples who had no martial arts skills fell to the ground because of the instability of the lower plate.
Countless cracks also began to spread along the weaker parts of the ropeway, and the fragile parts had been shattered and peeled off, and this dangerous scene frightened the outer disciples to retreat frequently. The time when this ropeway was established is basically the same as the establishment time of the Craftsman God Sect, and it is also a time of thousands of years.
After a long period of trials and hardships, it will also end its mission today.
'Bang dang!'
A crisp sound sounded, and the thousand-year-old cold iron connected to the cableway was finally disconnected from it.
The heavy sound of steel sounded like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's chest, and the iron rope that connected the ropeway broke one, and the others ...... How long can it last?
'Bang!'
"Damn it!"
Huishan's fist slammed into the ground, there was no longer a little spiritual power in his body, it was impossible for him to fight again, and the exhausted strength could not even support his normal walking, so what could he do against the powerful white dragon?
Hui Shan never thought that their group of people would have a chance to defeat the white dragon, he just wanted to buy a little time for this group of children, hoping to be able to entangle the white dragon for a while, but he knew his own strength best, even if he tried his best, what could he do?
It's just like this, in vain.
He didn't know Mo Yu and that woman, but the strength of the two of them now also reached the level of a sixth-level cultivator, and he didn't have much hope, two sixth-level, although he didn't know when Moyu became so powerful, but in front of the seventh-level white dragon, they ...... It's just an ant.
Maybe two sixth-level peak human powerhouses could still fight with the white dragon for a moment with some spiritual weapons, but the two of them were just two sixth-level beginner strengths, and they wouldn't do anything at all.
Mo Yu's thunderous roar flashed with thunder, slashing across the dragon scales of the white dragon, but it could only cut a small gap on the dragon scales, and even the dragon scales' defense could not break through, let alone Xiao Buyu, his strength was not much worse than Mo Yu.
'Bang bang!'
In the end, there were two muffled sounds, both of them were knocked out, Mo Yu crashed into the crowd, was caught, Xiao Buyu hit the stone pillar, and directly broke his right arm.
"Ahem!"
Xiao Buyu directly coughed up a mouthful of blood, Moyu was not much better, there was also a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he was supported, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, that luxurious robe had already been torn and tattered in the battle, he no longer cared about the image problem.
Lei Ming had already flown to the ground on the side, and Mo Yu didn't have the strength to stand up again, the road behind him had been blocked by a group of demons, and now if he retreated, he would definitely be caught up by the white dragon, but if he didn't retreat...... Who can stop the white dragon?
It's simply not possible.
The three fifth-level cultivator elders stood in front of them, and behind them, Lan Lingyi also walked over slowly.
"Lingyi girl!"
Huishan sat on the ground, there were a few disciples around him, he looked at Lan Lingyi's departing back with some heartache, his face was full of old tears, that was Lan Lingyi!
Lan Lingyi is not his person, and Huishan doesn't care if Lan Lingyi is a beauty, but Lan Lingyi is like his daughter to him, he Huishan has never had a wife, because he can't have children, but since this little girl appeared by his side, he feels that the world has changed.
Watching her grow from a little girl who could only climb to such a beautiful and moving girl, after more than ten years during this period, Huishan's feelings for Lan Lingyi are not deep.
To put it mildly, even if Huishan leaves all these people present, he wants to save Lan Lingyi, he can even bear the name of a selfish villain, but he is not willing to lose the only relative in this world.
The rest of the elders were all protecting the disciples in the crowd, and only the four of them walked up.
"Hey, you still owe me a drink!"
"Drink it again in the next life, yours is indispensable!"
"This ...... You two are really ......."
The three of them are all the old men of this Craftsman God Sect, and the Craftsman God Sect specializes in forging, so there are only a few people who are strong in cultivation, and these elderly guys only have such a little cultivation, and it is very embarrassing to say it, but ...... In this world, they are all blacksmiths praised by everyone.
Lan Lingyi grabbed Yuehe, walked between the three of them, and said respectfully: "Seniors, let's ...... Let's get on it together!"
Seeing that Lan Lingyi also wanted to get involved, the three of them frowned, and hurriedly said, "What are you doing here, hurry up and take someone to break through and go back!"
But as soon as they raised their eyes, they saw that the hundreds of meters long ropeway was already full of dense demons, and the fierce appearance of their teeth and claws was undoubtedly revealed.
"This ......"
All three of them looked desperate, and one of them couldn't help but say, "Otherwise...... Lan Lingyi, you will take the disciples above the third level and fly down! When you reach the sect on the opposite side, you will be safe!"
The Craftsman God Sect has a mountain protection array, and the inner gate of the Craftsman God Sect also has a layer of powerful spiritual power defense formation, which is separated from the spiritual veins of this Craftsman God Mountain, and it is a unique formation, so it will not be affected by the mountain protection array.
"Damn humans, shred them apart!!"
The white dragon finally relented, and spit out a strong wind when he opened his mouth, and at the same time, the surrounding demons attacked a group of people one after another, swarming up.
Finished......
This was everyone's first thought, and then they saw the white dragon flapping its wings and rushing towards everyone.
There is no hope......
This is the second thought on everyone's mind.
That dragon breath blew over frantically, Lan Lingyi didn't have much hope, how could their group of teams, who didn't even have a few levels of the fifth level, face the seventh-level dragon?
What about him?
Lan Lingyi wanted to take a look at that person at the last moment, but when she turned around, she didn't sweep the guy, and when she turned her eyes again, she saw that Bai Qi was holding a handful of thunder that she had just picked up, and the silver bullet in her hand was raised.
Bai Qi's crazy chant in his heart, it must be triggered, it must be triggered!
'Bang!'
A tongue of fire struck at the dragon, and the speed of the silver bullet shot was much faster than the dragon's breath, and in the eyes of everyone, the shot hit directly on the white dragon's dragon wings.
But...... Still no effect, dying and throeping?