Mo Jiyu and Yan Gexing were almost unable to open their eyes when they were stabbed by the blue light, not to mention the other monks who had not been able to cultivate even a trace of divine aura in other places, they could only stare blankly at the green dragon entrenched in mid-air, and they were surprised for a long time without speaking.

On the contrary, a few people from the Cangyun Sect didn't pay much attention, and now they only knew that they were bent on closing the door, and only after closing the door did they go to find their junior sister.

Feng Xiao and Mo Jiyu, Yan Gexing confronted each other, all the soaked clothes on their bodies were dried by the wind at once, Mo Jiyu stuck the Ice Condensation Sword on the ground on the side, and took out a hairband to tie her scattered white hair again, which was too much to block her vision.

And Yan Gexing looked at the huge cyan dragon entrenched in mid-air, and couldn't help but point the broken sword into the air, and began to condense the prototype of a purple dragon.

Mo Jiyu saw that Yan Gexing was condensing this purple dragon, and knew that no one should disturb him, she first set up an enchantment around him, facing the wind howling.

Feng Xiao also saw that Yan Gexing was condensing this purple dragon, and couldn't help but sneer, but he was just a demigod, and he didn't pose any threat to him at all.

It's just that he looked at Mo Jiyu, who was standing in front of Yan Gexing and was ready to protect the demigod with all his might, looking at the glamorous appearance that didn't match her soul, and looking at the eyes that were very smart and had a hint of hooking, and he couldn't help but want to gouge out those eyes.

Mo Jiyu didn't expect Feng Xiao to have such perverted thoughts at all, but the way he looked at him made him feel a little creepy, and he felt that he was playing some bad idea.

Feng Xiao didn't talk nonsense, but he swung his sword back, and the cyan wind swept the gravel on the ground and rushed towards Mo Jiyu, who hurriedly condensed into an ice wall to resist.

But the ice wall was broken by the wind, and the ice wall was directly shattered.

And Mo Jiyu was also hit in the eye by the shattered ice slag, and something warm flowed down his eyes, and there was a trace of blood on the tip of his nose.

Mo Jiyu didn't dare to reach out and touch it at all, because she knew that her eyes were injured, and if she touched them with her hands, it would hurt even more.

And Feng Xiao looked at her eyes closed, and the appearance of her eyes bleeding couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness in her heart, and finally she couldn't see these eyes.

Mo Jiyu hurriedly took out the best healing medicine from the bracelet, first poured a few bottles, and then she took out a clean light yarn from the bracelet, sunburned the best healing wounds on it, and blindfolded her eyes with the light yarn.

There was a sharp pain in his eyelids, and Mo Jiyu gritted his teeth and endured it, Feng Xiao didn't expect that Mo Jiyu's eyes were not busy with despair and pain after being injured, but treated his eyes extremely quickly, and he really still saw this forbearance.

The light veil in Mo Ji Yumeng's eyes quickly turned red, and she just stood there with the Ice Condensation Sword in her hand, the momentum on her body was fully opened, and even the aura of the divine bone that was originally hidden in her body slowly bloomed out.

She held the blue ice condensation sword with golden light in both hands, plunged it into the surface of the lin, gritted her teeth and said, "Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting." ”

I saw that it was snowing in the sky, it was impossible to snow under the realm of the gods who were howling, Mo Jiyu looked at this Mo Jiyu who was full of momentum on his body, and the divine bones even appeared to evolve, and the killing intent in his eyes was even worse.

The cyan wind whirlwind that was constantly attacking Mo Jiyu was frozen one after another, and Mo Jiyu's surroundings were also protected by an ice wall rising from the ground, and the cyan wind whirlwind that surrounded the wind was actually frozen into a piece, like an emerald crystal clear.

Feng Xiao looked at his wind being frozen into ice, and couldn't help sneering, if Mo Jiyu was to this extent, then the next thing would be dealt with.

Mo Jiyu held the Ice Condensation Sword, raised his head and stared at the wind howling and whispered a broken word, and the ice wall that was frozen with cyan wind exploded one after another, falling to the ground and freezing the ground again.

She pulled out the Ice Condensation Sword suddenly, and the cultivation on her body had spent most of her skill in order to freeze the cyan wind with thousands of miles of ice, and in order to delay some more time and wait for the appearance of the purple dragon, she suddenly cut her wrist, and the blood stained the sword body red, and the patterns on the sword body showed a flame-like vision after sucking up the blood, and there was a trace of golden light swimming slowly.

Mo Jiyu touched her wrist to seal the wound, listened to the sound of the wind around Feng Xiao, and rushed towards Mo Jiyu with her sword, she first smashed the wind around Feng Xiao with a sword, and then threw out several ice balls to freeze the wind coming from under her feet.

A large amount of blood seeped out of her light veil, and even kept dripping to the ground along the edge of the light veil, and the wind whistle was just a wave of both hands, and the wind from nowhere surrounded Mo Jiyu again, trapping her inside, unable to break through.

And at this moment, a huge dragon groan sounded in the air, and the green dragon who was in charge of the wind moved his body, looking at the thunder and lightning purple dragon on the opposite side who had not yet opened his eyes, and showed a contemptuous smile.

"It looks like I won. Feng Xiao couldn't help but smile and said to Mo Jiyu.

Mo Jiyu frowned a little worriedly, and then heard the second dragon groan from the neighbor - from the purple dragon who was in charge of thunder and lightning.

Yan Gexing opened his eyes suddenly, and the faint golden and purple light appeared under his eyes.

He raised his head and looked at the broken sword in the true sense of the word—he didn't expect that he had truly merged the dragon sword and the thunder sword at this moment in order to condense into a purple thunder dragon.

The light generated by the fusion of the two peerless magic swords illuminated the entire Lingge platform, and even the monks nearby could see the golden purple light emanating from the broken sword's body.

Yan Gexing completely fused these two magic swords, forming a real broken sword, the qi carried by the broken sword body swallowed mountains and seas, and the momentum of breaking the sea was integrated into his skin, the golden bones of his whole body became more and more brilliant, and even that divine spirit began to transform into gold, and he now had the strength of most of a god.

Feng Xiao gritted his teeth fiercely by the strong divine breath coming out of Yan Gexing's body, Yan Gexing's divine aura was much stronger than him, just when he was about to exert his divine power to deal with Yan Gexing.

Yan Gexing made a move, he held a broken sword that flashed with gold and purple in his hand, and the original red flame mark on his forehead had completely turned golden, and the momentum on his body was even more incomparable, faintly broken, and it directly compared the divine breath on Feng Xiao's body.

Seeing this, Feng Xiao could only grit his teeth fiercely, his eyes were full of unwillingness and jealousy, why should he, a born god, be trampled under the feet of this humble demigod!