Yu Linghe stretched out his hand and pulled, but it was a little slower, and the white dragon horse was already an acceleration, directly rising into the air.

Then, its body turned around, and it actually rushed straight towards the fiery dragon illusion.

Yu Linghe shook his head helplessly, in fact, after Xue Mo came out of the Demon Palace, the faintly released breath on his body made the white dragon horse quite excited.

The white dragon horse is a son of luck, and the road to growth is smooth sailing. At the same time, it is very interested in various types of strong people, and if it encounters a strong person that makes it excited, it will definitely do everything possible to fight again.

When Yu Linghe met the White Dragon Horse in the past, he was also able to form a combat partner with it after a dragon and tiger fight. And now, when the white dragon horse sensed the unique aura of Xumo, he rose up to be competitive.

However, because of Yu Linghe, it is impossible for the White Dragon Horse to have a fight with Xue Mo for no reason. But now that there is such a good excuse overhead, it naturally refuses to let go.

Yu Linghe could sense the white dragon horse's intentions, although he didn't quite agree, but he didn't have too strong a willingness to stop it. Because in his heart, he also wants to see the limits of Xumo.

Originally, he pinned his hopes on this sudden red-robed old man, but now it seems that it is indeed a bit taken for granted to expect him to force out the limit of Xumo.

As long as he looked at the appearance of the misgraded seed who was confused by the illusion of Xue Mo and didn't dare to resist at all, Yu Linghe lost interest in continuing to watch.

However, when the white dragon horse made a move, the situation was very different.

"Hoo ......"

With the most formidable posture, the white dragon horse rushed directly into the flame illusion.

The next moment, as the white dragon horse's wings danced, the flame illusion suddenly burst open, turning into nothingness.

The illusion released by Xue Mo did have a miraculous effect that was so fake that even the old man in the red robe couldn't see that his mastery was an impostor. However, the White Dragon Horse is not an ordinary cultivator, it is a child of luck, and it is born with infinite magical abilities. In particular, those eyes are extremely similar to the ability of a strong person with a single thought to see through all illusions and go straight to the essence.

At a glance, the white dragon horse saw the reality of the fire dragon.

So, under its impact, the fiery dragon immediately dissipated into nothingness.

The red-robed old man's fleeing figure stopped, and he watched in amazement as the red light in the void turned from thick to faint until it was completely gone.

What the white dragon horse broke through was an illusion, the power of which seemed terrifying, but in fact it was not worth mentioning.

However, what he saw in the eyes of the red-robed old man was completely different.

He ******** thought that this fire dragon, which was equivalent to the powerful magic power he had unleashed, had been scattered by a white horse. Moreover, looking at the movements of this white horse, there was no injury at all, and it seemed extremely relaxed.

At this moment, the red-robed old man fell into deep confusion.

What kind of monsters are these guys?

Unconsciously, deep in his heart, there was an inexplicable chill.

The illusion of Xue Mo, who was still in the flames, showed a surprised expression, and he felt a trace of confusion about the sudden attack of the white dragon horse.

As the first demon to be subdued by Yu Linghe, he naturally knew that the White Dragon Horse had a place in Linghe's mind. If you accidentally hurt the white dragon horse, I'm afraid you won't have a good life for him.

Moreover, he was very curious, why did the white dragon horse attack him?

At this moment, a wisp of thought sounded from the depths of the soul.

"The little white dragon is lonely, let's play with it......"

Xue Mo suddenly realized that since he had received Yu Linghe's approval, he had nothing to fear.

With a flicker, the ink illusion rushed towards the white dragon horse with a strong firelight.

This time, what surrounded the phantom of Xumo was the real intense fire released by the old man in the red robe, and its power was far from being comparable to the illusion that the white dragon horse had just broken.

The illusion of Xue Mo was too realistic, so the old man in the red robe thought that his fire dragon was burning Xue Mo's body, and refused to take back the flames. However, this flame naturally had no effect on the Ink Illusion, but for the White Dragon Horse, it was a real injury.

Yu Linghe's eyes froze, and he didn't panic in his heart, because he believed that with the strength of the White Dragon Horse, this mere flame could not hurt its roots.

At this time, he was extremely curious about the ability of the Ink, hoping that the White Dragon Horse would be able to force out its full power.

The white dragon horse stood proudly, seemingly disdainful of the flames that were about to hit his eyes.

Huo Ran, it opened its mouth and spewed towards the flames.

Suddenly, a white light spat out from its mouth, the white light was not very big at first, but in an instant, it turned into a pillar of light, and this pillar of light contained an incomparably strong chill.

"Squeak Squeak......"

In just an instant, the originally fierce fire dragon had already turned into a magnificent ice sculpture under the pillar of light.

Not only that, but even the illusion of the ink was diminished by the freezing gas, and thus disappeared.

Yu Linghe slapped his forehead, and secretly said in his heart, the white dragon horse is the son of luck, this identity is really appalling, and since getting along with himself, the combat power it has shown should not be underestimated. Therefore, Yu Linghe actually forgot that this guy was originally a frost horse.

Controlling the cold current is the natal ability of every frost horse.

However, for the White Dragon Horse, its physical body is much more powerful, and whether it is gravity control or time control, its power is much stronger than that of Cold Wave Control.

Therefore, this strong ability has always been ignored by Yu Linghe and others.

And now, the white dragon horse knife test made Yu Linghe remember that it still has this special ability.

"Illusion ......" The eyes of the red-robed old man lit up, and he suddenly shouted.

This old man was also a top-notch cultivator, although he couldn't see through the ink illusion at first. However, when this illusion was destroyed by the white dragon horse, he was naturally able to detect it.

Thinking of the White Dragon Horse's ease of breaking through the fire dragon illusion, he suddenly understood.

The thought of being chased by a vision and fleeing in embarrassment made his face immediately turn so red that he could even compete with the flames on his robe.

The white dragon horse turned his gaze, and the iron hooves in the void stomped, rushing straight in a certain direction.

There was a sudden strange fluctuation in the space, and the true body of Xue Mo emerged. He glanced at the White Dragon Horse in surprise, although he had long known that the Son of Luck would definitely be difficult to deal with, but the White Dragon Horse's performance still exceeded his expectations.

After inheriting the inheritance of the ancient demons, the most proud ability of Xue Mo now is illusion.

The ever-changing illusion can deceive the red-robed old man, but in front of the white dragon horse, it seems that there is nothing he can do.

The eyes of the red-robed old man lit up, and he shouted: "Shaft, dare to deceive me!" As soon as his body moved, the flame on his robe suddenly burned violently, and the next moment, the flame suddenly left the magic robe and ignited in the void, and at the same time, the red-robed old man gritted his teeth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

When the blood melted into the fire, the fire suddenly became several times stronger.

Yu Linghe was shocked, he couldn't imagine that this old man's temperament was so strong. After being deceived by Xue Mo with an illusion once, when he shot again, he did not hesitate to use his own essence blood.

The next moment, the flame immediately flew towards Xue Mo.

When he flew away this time, the spiritual consciousness of the red-robed old man stretched out, firmly locking on Xue Mo, even if he wanted to use the illusion again, he might not be able to hide it.

After all, the old man in the red robe was also a strong man, and he was successfully deceived by Xue Mo when he was defenseless. And if you have been prepared for it, it is a matter of two words.

However, Xue Mo showed a strange smile towards the red-robed old man. Then, his body curled up and turned into a huge round ball of light in an instant.

A strong flame came to Xumo's side, unleashing an incredible wave of heat and burning the ball of light.

However, this ball of light did not know what it was made of, and no matter how fierce the fire was, it could not hurt it in the slightest, and even the light on it was not damaged in the slightest.

The red-robed old man's eyes widened again, he hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and asked, "May I ask Daoyou, is this ...... Is it still an illusion?"

When he asked this, his face was hot and uncomfortable.

It stands to reason that with his undivided attention, it is impossible for this demon to deceive him with illusion again.

However, the natal fire he unleashed was far more powerful than the fire dragon of the right talent, but he was still helpless against this ball of light. After the previous experience, it was no wonder that he had such doubts.

Yu Linghe sighed lightly, shook his head, and said slowly: "This is not an illusion, but a kind of protective power of his. ”

The red-robed old man's face changed drastically, and he said, "Impossible! What kind of talisman can resist my natal true fire?"

If Xue Mo didn't fight against him, but entangled with him in any ingenious way, or used the cold current to fight against him like the White Dragon Horse, he wouldn't have been so suspicious.

However, without using any skills and special abilities, he resisted his true fire attack like this, and also made the real fire ineffective, then it would be unbelievable and unacceptable.

Yu Linghe chuckled lightly and didn't explain.

This guy is opportunistic again. At this time, instead of fighting the flames with his physical body, he curled up his body into the crystal ball artifact.

Needless to say, the quality of this crystal ball is not to be mentioned, but it is also one of the artifacts, how can it be hurt by just the natal true fire?

Not to mention a mouthful of essence blood, even if the old man in the red robe fought hard and coughed up blood until his life was explained here, he could not make the artifact shake in the slightest.

It's just that even if this red-robed old man has a big brain, he would never have imagined that what he was facing at the moment would be an artifact.

The white dragon horse watched from the side for a long time, and finally became a little impatient.

It hissed, its body flickered, and it had already come between the red-robed old man and the ink.

(To be continued.) )