"Mu Zixiao! Don't be too complacent, the old man hasn't used his full strength yet! Saying that, Lan Zhan condensed the spiritual power of the water and gathered the heaven and earth thunder tribulation, "You kid is overpowering the realm!" Let you suffer from the thunder in advance! ”

A lightning strike as big as a giant python fell directly on Mu Zixiao's body.

The terrible lightning strike made her almost violent, and she regretted her own trust, and her body was extremely damaged, and the hands of Chaotian Aya who was pulling it couldn't hold it steadily, and she fell off the dragon.

"Yellow-mouthed child! Suffer death! ”

Lan Zhan's fishy dragon's mouth was actually about to swallow her in one bite, lightning strikes and coercion, and the attacks of water spiritual power shattered her meridians one by one, this is the power of the true dragon.

Mu Zixiao was in a trance for a moment, but saw that Chaotian Aya had a spiritual extension to wrap around her and take her from the fall.

Lan Zhan breathed out the dragon's breath, and behind the dragon was a dense array of ice arrows, ready to attack the military array of Weiyang City.

Thunder and lightning and frost are so powerful that everyone almost despairs.

Countless people begged, prayed, and looked forward to Mu Zixiao's counterattack, hoping that she would hold on a little longer, hoping that she would be able to pull herself out of the abyss.

Mu Zixiao's whole body was in pain as if it was shattered, his spiritual power was fighting, the true yuan was fighting, the qi in his body was rampage, and the flesh and bone of the phaseless bones could no longer support such a powerful fighting method, it was difficult to support, and even the meridians were broken.

"Mere mortal! Just a foundation monk! Little Red Aya, I can't do it! ”

Mu Zixiao was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

But she gritted her teeth, she knew that she couldn't faint, fainting was defeat, and everyone was facing the slaughter of this evil Jiao.

At this moment, the chaotic Tianya suddenly exuded a scorching red, and she took out the small figure of Emperor Yuanwu from her clothes and put it in Mu Zixiao's hand.

Mu Zixiao clamped his fingers and shouted.

The chaotic sky was like a glow, turning into a rolling red fire, and the red light formed a huge wall, blocking the dense ice arrows.

The Qiankun circle suddenly let go and smashed into the dragon horns, Lan Zhan, who was originally with teeth and claws and a bloody mouth, was dizzy and dizzy by this Qiankun circle, and the dragon's body was in mid-air, and he almost fell to the ground in pain.

"It's a high-ranking monk like you who does all kinds of evil." Mu Zixiao exhaled a breath of turbidity, and held the Chaotian Aya in both hands to tie the huge dragon body tightly again.

The dragon clan is not trivial, Mu Zixiao knows that this phaseless bone can't be saved, but even if it is the same end, this blue occupation must be removed, against the storm, facing the dark clouds and thunder and lightning, she is so small in front of the dragon.

But Bisheng is such a small human race, flying and dragging the Chaotian Aya, stepping on the dragon's head.

The Qiankun circle turned into a golden light, from the dragon's head to the reverse scales, it was violently tightened, making Lan Zhan roar in pain: "Who are you in the upper realm!" I am the queen of the Blue Dragon of the Protoss! ”

"Lao Tzu is your mortal grandmother!" Mu Zixiao rode on the dragon's head, and a small figure was clamped in her left hand, and with one hand, a golden fire-tipped spear appeared out of thin air in her left hand, and stabbed it hard from the top of the head.

Lan Zhan, who was entangled in a dumpling by Chaotian Aya, twisted and struggled, but even the dragon's mouth was entangled, and he was stabbed into the head by the fire-tipped spear.

The fire spear burst out of the samadhi true fire, this fire is not extinguished when it meets the water, breaking through the protection of the water spiritual power, penetrating the thick dragon scales, piercing the skull, and the samadhi true fire burns in the rain, lighting up the entire dragon body.

Lan Zhan was churning, growing and shrinking, shrinking and expanding, but he couldn't get rid of the shackles of Chaotian Aya, the locks of the Qiankun Circle, and the fatal blow of the fire-tipped spear.

For a hundred years, it once regarded mortals as fish and bullied them at will, but it never thought that today it has become a fish on a chopping board, and it has been peeled and pulled out.

Lan Zhan's dragon form could no longer be maintained, and he returned to the form of a dragon.

The size of the body was also burned smaller and smaller by the flames, and the dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun gradually dispersed, and the huge dragon became no more than the size of a giant python, with a fire-tipped spear stuck in its head, and it was unable to lift itself up by the inextinguishable true fire.

Mu Zixiao understood that the terrifying thing about the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying was that now the artifact was limited by her realm, and it was rare for such a high-level monk to be killed with a single hit.

This Lan Zhan seems to have no power to return to the sky, but in the small places, he can find that he is secretly repairing himself, and he has spare strength to save his life.

Mu Zixiao pulled out the fire-tipped spear with one hand, and viciously stabbed at the place where he was in the sea of qi again, and Chaotian Aya pulled out the soul from his body and plunged straight into the Yuan Baby.

Lan Zhan screamed, Yuan Ying was poked by this otherworldly magic weapon, and he was riddled with holes and had no power to fight back.

Mu Zixiao held a fire-tipped spear and stepped on the corpse of Jiaolong breathlessly, she didn't dare to move, because her body was also the end of a strong crossbow, and it was difficult to stand alone, and if she continued to fight, she would miss her shortcomings.

He could only luck his dantian and ordered the monk behind him: "Siege!" ”