From the outside, the arena on the Floating Island is not very large, at most it is wider than the ordinary square. However, the spatial power revealed from the barrier showed that the space formation was set up by the Void Refining Spirit Monarchs inside, and there was something else inside.

"Dugu Daoyou, please. ”

He Miaomiao's smile on her face was very flattering, at first glance it seemed polite, but in fact, it was a little contemptuous and a little conceited, which made Dugu Yun and his heart even more angry.

He turned his face and no longer paid attention to He Miaomiao, but said to Zijun: "Daoyou Zijun, the life and death certificate has been signed, and when the time comes, Daoist Zixuan will be seriously injured or ...... Don't cry with your elders!"

Zijun rolled her eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to it at all, and only said to He Miaomiao: "Be careful in everything." ”

The two of them drilled into the space formation in full view of everyone, and the moment they passed through the barrier, there seemed to be a slight pulling force, and from the outside, the figures of the two were slightly deformed, but they only returned to normal in an instant.

He Miaomiao and Dugu Yunhe, who entered the space formation, suddenly felt that the surroundings were hundreds of times larger, and there was no end in sight at a glance. The monks outside had vanished, and it was like another dimension, the only living creatures.

For the monks outside, the two of them were just separated by an invisible barrier, which seemed to be close in front of them, but their breath could not be seen at all.

Boom Boom Boom –

A wisp of wind accompanied by a purple thunder pillar exploded violently, and before everyone could react, a dark purple rune treasure had already appeared in the sky above the martial arts arena, and its momentum actually looked like a fifth-order superproduct.

"Dugu Yun is so insidious! It must be preparing to activate the rune treasure before entering the venue!" Jing Qianwu stood beside Zijun and his brother, his hands clenched tightly, very worried about He Miaomiao in the field.

The fifth-order rune treasure is made by the Transformation God True Monarch, Dugu Yun and this one is a very powerful Gang Thunder Fu Treasure, and the Gang Wind and Thunder Power are extremely pure natural powers, and it is difficult for even the Transformation God True Monarch to easily get out of these two forces.

It is precisely because these two forces are difficult to be tamed and manipulated that the Gangfeng in the rune treasure is only a faint wisp, and the thunder power is not as terrifying as the real power of the thunder tribulation.

"It's going to be fine. Zijun's tone was firm, worried and worried, but she never believed that He Miaomiao would not be able to dodge this blow.

When the purple light disappeared from the sky, He Miaomiao, who was wrapped in golden flames, flashed into the air, the aura of the hand and defensive skirt was covered outside the body, and the Lingguang was burning outside the shield, and the three-color aura blurred her face, making her look like a flame standing in the sky.

"Superior fire!" Lone Yunhe's momentum didn't get the desired effect at all, making him angry and annoyed when he planned to win with one blow. Feeling the sudden increase in temperature around him, and seeing the strange fire in the air gradually transforming into a Suzaku bird, he finally had a bad premonition.

After advancing to Yuanying, the "Vermilion Bird True Form Diagram" was a little clearer, and the Vermilion Bird conjured by Lingguang was lifelike, with eyes as sharp as swords, hovering in the air and becoming larger, almost covering the entire sky of the martial arts arena.

The golden flames were blazing and violent, and Lingguang's clear cry carried the power of shocking the soul, followed by pillars of fire, which sprayed continuously from the beak of the bird to Dugu Yunhe.

Dugu Yun and his defense were exhausted, the hairpin and jade peiqi lit up together, and he continued to dodge and consume a lot of spiritual power to cross the space in a small area, dodging the increasingly dense flames.

With the blessing of the true shape diagram and the true sound spectrum, Lingguang's strength is far beyond the ordinary high-grade fire. Its huge wings shook, and there was a space fluctuation in the lower room, making Dugu Yun and the speed of dodging slower and slower.

The defensive spirit treasures on his body were of extremely high grade, but the eight pieces added together, combined with the aura of the defensive robe on his body, could only gradually collapse under the pursuit of the golden flame.

Dugu Yunhe knew that only defense was not the way, but it would take time for the activation of the fifth-order rune treasure, so he had no choice but to sacrifice his natal spirit weapon, and a colorful picture scroll with nine beauties suddenly spread out in the air.

The nine beauties have their own merits, either charming or innocent, indifferent or passionate, some holding the pipa in their arms, and some sitting by the guqin.

At the moment when the picture became larger, the beauties flashed out of the painting and came into the air, and the sound of the piano, flute, and drum suddenly resounded in the martial arts arena. Dugu Yunhe has spent a lot of effort on his natal spirit weapon, and his confidence in the beauty map has made him rekindle his fighting spirit.

The tune is light and lively, the eyes of the beauties are charming, and the sound of music and drums reaches He Miaomiao's ears, and then from his ears to Zhihai, and suddenly turns into a magic sound that is churning and raging in his body.

She couldn't help but snort, but her eyes were clear. With "Vermilion Bird True Sound Spectrum" in her heart, as well as Lingguang's constant clear cry, the sound attack has little impact on her. But the power of Dugu Yun and this beauty figure is unusual, He Miaomiao is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant after all, and his mind will inevitably be stirred into severe pain and drowsiness.

"Lingguang, burn his spiritual weapon!"

He Miaomiao communicated with Lingguang in her mind, and as soon as the transmission arrived, she saw the huge Vermilion Bird suddenly shrink into a ray of golden light, like a long willow leaf, turning into an afterimage and burrowing into the eyebrows of a nearby beauty.

The beauty was lifelike, her translucent face showed horror, and she turned her head to look at her master without crying, turning into a black smoke and dissipating into the air.

Dugu Yun and his heart shook violently, Yuan Ying felt a throbbing pain, and his soul was a little unstable. The natal artifact is connected to its owner, and if it is damaged, the monk's body will also be severely damaged.

Before he could react, Lingguang had already passed through the space and came behind another beauty, and after penetrating into it, his heart flashed, causing this beauty to turn into black smoke.

"Ahhh "I'm going to kill you—"

Dugu Yunhe's body burst out with a strong metallic spiritual power, the moment the natal spiritual weapon was recalled to the body, that spiritual power turned into countless sharp swords that were difficult to distinguish between true and false, and the pure spiritual power was condensed into a long sword, and the power was amazing, and hundreds of handles were even more unstoppable.

In the late Yuan Infant period, his comprehension of the power of the five elements was already extremely deep, and he faintly touched the threshold of the power of space, and this sword rain broke through the distance and flashed in front of He Miaomiao in less than the blink of an eye.

Lingguang turned into a vermilion bird in an instant, resisting the sword rain attack behind He Miaomiao, the red and black Hanguang felt the master's intention, and the sword intent he swung out carried the heart of killing, and the red light suddenly overshadowed the galloping golden sword.

With a single step, she stepped across the space, and the red figure was shrouded in defensive aura, almost forming a cocoon of light.

In the palm of her hand, a pure fire spirit gathered into a fist-sized orb, and when it struck out with a wave of its sleeve, countless blades as fine as needles were conjured in the air, and if you got close, you could even see the clear veins and flowing vitality on the leaves.