Chapter 582: True Spirit Descends
But just when everyone thought that Lu Yan would definitely be swallowed by this incomparable force, the white-haired monster that had been following Lu Yan suddenly rose from a white and extremely cold aura, and at the same time, the huge snow-white beast's head was raised high and let out a terrible roar, and it soared into the sky in an instant.
And with this roar, Lu Yan's snow-white leather whip transformation dragon was defeated and the cold qi began to squirm and gather continuously, and in a moment, it turned into an ancient true spirit dragon that meandered for several miles, with distinct scales and claws.
I saw that the pair of golden dragon eyes on the head of this dragon head were blazing, and it seemed that it already had a bit of charm of the true spirit body, compared to the dragon that Lu Yan's snow-white leather whip had just turned into, it looked the same, but in terms of momentum, I don't know how much stronger.
Seeing the dragon above her head reappear, Lu Yan's face, which had become extremely pale because of the serious damage to her natal magic weapon, finally had a trace of redness, and at the same time, a large mouthful of black blood erupted from her mouth, showing that the severely damaged and impassable meridians had been smoothed a lot.
"Bing'er! Sister help you!" As she spoke, a trace of cold air oozed from Lu Yan's hand, wrapped in a snow-white leather whip and thrown at Lu violently.
With the support of Lu Yan's aura, the leather whip, which had been a little sluggish just now, finally became agile again, and the twisting and twisting quickly coincided with the dragon above his head, slowly disappearing into it, and finally merging into one.
And the dragon conjured by Bing'er's roar and Lu Yan's snow-white leather whip has completely broken through the scope of the magic weapon illusion, not only looks flesh and blood, but also is extremely agile and powerful, if it weren't for everyone present who witnessed the whole process of this dragon's transformation, it is likely that they would really think that a true spirit has descended into the world.
Seeing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman in the distance frowned even more, and kept shaking her head and whispering: "When did this muddy girl on Cold Wind Island become so powerful? Now it's only the late stage of Jindan, wouldn't it be even more incredible when she condenses the Yuan Infant! And what is the origin of that human cultivator, and how can the cooperation between the human cultivator and the Cold Wind Clan be so seamless?"
That Zhenyangzi also sighed worriedly: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! The most terrifying thing is that this mysterious woman and the girl from Cold Wind Island have clearly comprehended the way of ice, and they seem to have a deep understanding, I'm afraid that our juniors on Longyuan Island are not as good as it!"
It was a matter of open and secret struggle between the two islands, and the Zhishan monk also put aside his previous suspicions, and suddenly whispered with a blank face: "Amitabha!
Hearing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes flashed, and she seemed to be quite moved, but then she sighed lightly and shook her head, and said: "Never! This girl has a special status, there must be her command card on Cold Wind Island, this time it is not very far from Cold Wind Island, even if we start cleanly, with the strength of the old monster in the Transformation Period, it is completely too late to rush over and reverse time!" When the time comes, the two clans will inevitably start a war, Linglong Island will definitely choose to help the Cold Wind Clan, even if my Longyuan Island is not swallowed up by the two clans, it will lose its foothold in the endless secluded sea, and sooner or later it will still be destroyed by the Kunzhou Mansion!"
Hearing the Great Elder say this, several late-stage great cultivators around him looked awe-inspiring at the same time, but there was still a late-stage great monk of the Long family who asked worriedly: "Then what if these two must forcibly rescue Zhang Xiaochuan?"
"It's okay! Although they make such a big noise, even if they block this wave of attacks, they will definitely run out of gas! No matter how strong these juniors are, they are not yet to the point of wrestling with us! Let's just restrain the two of them and hand them over to the Cold Wind Clan, Zhang Xiaochuan is our internal affairs of Longyuan Island, and they can't be allowed to interfere in Cold Wind Island!"
The vision of the middle-aged beautiful woman, a great monk in the late Yuan Infant stage, is indeed very good, at the beginning, the dragon summoned by Lu Yan and Bing'er together is indeed very powerful, and the frost qi spewed out of the mouth is even more powerful, as soon as the magic weapons sacrificed by these Yuan Infant Great Monks on Longyuan Island spray these frost gases, they immediately become completely spiritual, dim, and even some magic weapons of slightly inferior quality are directly frozen by the cold air, and they continue to fall from the air like mortal iron.
But as more and more magic weapons and spells were trapped by the frost breath spewed out by the dragon, the shape of this dragon also became much smaller at the same time, and after the last day, it suddenly became larger again like a return to the light, and finally exploded, still turning into a sky full of cold air and a snow-white leather whip.
However, after this battle, the magic weapons and supernatural powers of the early Yuan Infant Great Cultivators on Longyuan Island also lost their original power, and their crooked and spiritually lost all of them were taken back by their masters, and many of them seemed to have suffered a lot of damage, and it may be difficult to drive them again without a period of nourishment and repair.
And all this happened between the lightning and flint, and when the brilliance dissipated, everyone looked at the two young men in front of them, a man and a woman, and the white-haired beast, and their eyes were a little more strange.
That Zhang Xiaochuan was already exhausted, but who knew that he suddenly burst out with an extremely terrifying force, and he once again killed the existence of the two Yuan Infants.
But compared to Zhang Xiaochuan, the strength of this mysterious woman and her white-haired demon beast is even more terrifying, although she has not killed any great monks, and she is seriously injured, it seems that her combat record is not as prominent as Xiaochuan, but the two of them joined forces to block the full force of more than a dozen Yuanying Great Monks, such strength is simply incredible, and it can be called against the sky.
Under the huge tremor, there was silence on the battlefield, and everyone stared at the mysterious girl's face with wide eyes, not only marveling at her great strength, but also attracted by her appearance.
Now Lu Yan has completely taken off the childishness of a young girl, in addition to retaining a fresh and refined temperament, she has a little more girl's peugeot and elegance, although it is not as bright and moving as Long Xueyue, the recognized first beauty of Sanxian Island, but it has a unique charm.
If Long Xueyue always gives people a feeling of amazement, then this woman gives people an urge to be close that can't be restrained, if the two must be compared together, it can only be said that they have their own merits, no equal, or it can only be said that the two are extremely beautiful but they can't be compared with each other at all.
Feeling everyone's gaze, Lu Yan found that her aura was too seriously depleted, and the extremely cold qi of the protective body had become extremely thin, but at this moment, Lu Yan couldn't care about anything else, so she couldn't wait to turn around and whisper with tears in her eyes: "Senior Brother Xiaochuan, are you okay? Do you remember Senior Sister Lu Yan?"