Rumble!

Energetic, a huge shock wave rushed out in all directions.

Duan Yichen flicked his hands on the piano heavily, the guqin let out a deep long roar, and a sound wave swayed from the piano, turning into a dragon with more than ten feet of teeth and claws and went straight to the black tiger.

A humane and cautious expression appeared on the black tiger's face, and it leaned over, then jumped into the air.

The huge body flexibly scurried onto the dragon's back, opened its big mouth and bit fiercely, and its sharp claws pierced deep into the dragon's back.

Although the dragon was a dead thing, it seemed to feel pain, and with a swing of its huge tail, it slapped heavily on the black tiger's back, and immediately whipped the black tiger out and fell to the ground.

Duan Yichen bit his lip tightly, his hands kept playing on the guqin, and one after another sound ripples rushed into Jiaolong's body, making it continue to condense and his strength continued to grow.

Dongfang Long was fascinated by it, his hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, his body trembled slightly, and he was very excited.

This is a great battle for the monks of the late Yuan Infant period, and the experience that can be learned from it is something that cannot be learned in ordinary times.

The eyes of the white-eyed real person glanced slightly in the direction of Dongfang Long's hiding place, and found Dongfang Long, but because Dongfang Long's cultivation was only in the Jindan period, the breath released was not strong, and it did not pose a threat to these masters, so Baimei Zhenren automatically ignored it.

At this time, the battle between the black tiger and the dragon created by Duan Yichen with the guqin entered a white heat, and the two rolled on the ground in a ball, just fighting with animal instincts.

Duan Yichen's gaze inadvertently swept over the faces of Joseph and the others, and he was surprised to find that the eyes of several people were looking at the black tiger, and their eyes were full of eagerness and greed.

"Damn, these old things are also moved by this space-based treasure. After a long time, it is inevitable that they will not make a move, and they must end the battle as soon as possible and take this treasure into their pockets. ”

After making up his mind, Duan Yichen's dantian Yuan Ying waved his little hand, and a powerful spiritual power gushed out, and with the sound wave of the guqin, it was transmitted into Jiaolong's body.

Roar!

Jiaolong let out a long groan, a layer of scales appeared on the surface of his body, and his strength was surprisingly large, and he immediately flew the black tiger into the sky with its tail.

The black tiger seemed to know that this dragon was under Duan Yichen's control, and then the power that flew out immediately rushed straight at Duan Yichen.

"It's a good time!" Duan Yichen snorted coldly, and as soon as his momentum was released, the powerful aura of the cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period pressed away.

"Tempest Tempest!"

Duan Yichen's hands danced, the guqin emitted a dense sound like a shower, and a hurricane formed in front of the black tiger, and it was swept into it in a blink of an eye.

Duan Yichen stopped playing the piano, grabbed it with his big hand, and the hurricane in the sky slowly moved over, and the black tiger couldn't stop struggling in it.

Call!

The dragon coiled up at once, tightly winding the black tiger in the hurricane, making the black tiger motionless and showing despair.

Joseph and the others glanced at each other, and they all raised their hands to perform their best tricks and participated in the robbery, but they still couldn't hold back in the end, and couldn't watch such a rare treasure fall into Duan Yichen's hands.

"You don't want to live!" Duan Yichen was so angry that he almost didn't lose his breath, he had already put all his energy on controlling the hurricane, and he couldn't spare his hands to resist the attacks of several people.

Rumble!

Seeing the Jiaolong and Hurricane that he had worked so hard to get out, with a bang, it was destroyed by the joint blow of several people, and Duan Yichen's mouthful of old blood spurted out.

The black tiger was hit by these four people together, and it was dying, and with a wail, it flew out, looking at the direction in which it flew, it was exactly where the Dongfang Dragon was hiding!

"Chase!"

Baimei Zhenren and the others swept their bodies one after another, chasing the black tiger closely, but they were wary of each other, afraid of being plotted at a critical time.

Duan Yichen, who was holding back his anger, raised his spiritual power and chased after him, he was unwilling to get the treasure in his hand and be taken away.

"Wait until I go back to Sanxian Island, tell the eldest and second, and lead people to kill these old things!" Duan Yichen secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Rumble!

The black tiger landed in the air, flipped several times, and its oily black hair also became dull and sluggish.

Desperately glancing at the few people chasing in the distance, the black tiger struggled forward and took a few steps forward, just in front of Dongfang Long.

Dongfang Long lay on the ground, looking at the desperate black tiger in front of him, and a burst of sadness rose in his heart for no reason, although the spirit weapon is a magic weapon, but having a soul in it is equivalent to having life, and there is almost no difference from natural life.

The black tiger saw the sadness in Dongfang Long's eyes, and felt something, it stretched out its big tongue and touched Dongfang Long's hand, and then a burst of black light appeared on its body, dazzling its eyes. After the black light dissipated, a black shuttle magic weapon lay quietly in front of Dongfang Long.

The fluctuations emanating from the magic weapon made Dongfang Long rush to the slightest kindness, and he also sensed the unannoying nature of this space magic weapon.

In a ten-thousandth of a second, Dongfang Long made a decision, since this magic weapon is related to him, he must not miss it!

Dongfang Long made up his mind in an instant, grabbed the fusiform with his probing hand, spit out his spiritual power violently, and ran away like a rocket thruster under his feet.

"That boy, put down the treasure and spare you from dying, otherwise, you will die without a place to be buried!"

Joseph and a few others were furious, and they made a wedding dress for someone else!

"Oh yes!

If it was outside, Duan Yichen would definitely look up to the sky and laugh, it would be too relieving! Let you rob my baby, how about it, in the end, it is not cheap for outsiders.

However, Duan Yichen also secretly praised Dongfang Long in his heart, and his cultivation was only in the late stage of Jindan, but this courage was even greater than that of the cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Kill him!"

Joseph roared angrily, and the staff was raised high, and he began to chant as he chased, and the aura of heaven and earth began to gather with the staff.

"It's really a few useless things, and it's actually cheaper than outsiders!" Duan Yichen pursed his mouth and began to sarcastically laugh loudly.

Joseph was so excited that he couldn't help but sing the wrong tune, and the aura of heaven and earth, which had finally been gathered, suddenly dispersed.

As soon as the white-eyed real person raised his hand, a net-like magic weapon flew into the sky, grew up in an instant, and enveloped the Dongfang Dragon.

"Not good!"

Dongfang Long suddenly felt his body stagnate as he fled, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and his speed couldn't help but slow down.

It's worth it, and a second of delay may make you hate it. Fight!

Dongfang Long raised his eyebrows, took a wrong step under his feet, kicked the ground suddenly, and his body was like a cannonball, and he flew into the sky obliquely.

"Hehe, boy, you just accept your fate! With your cultivation, you can't escape my golden silkworm net, so obediently leave the treasure for me!"

The white-eyed real person with confidence withdrew his gaze from the Dongfang Dragon in the distance, swept over the other people beside him, and the hidden palm moved quietly, and the hidden killing weapon was ready.

Whew!

With a soft sound, Dongfang Long stabbed a big hole in the golden silkworm net of the white-eyed real person with one shot, broke through it at once, and unleashed the magic footwork, and in a few clicks, he got into a dense forest in the distance.

"How is this possible?" The white-eyed real person was stunned as he looked at the golden silkworm net that had been scrapped by the Dongfang Dragon!

Several people knew that this magic weapon of Baimei Zhenren was a low-grade spiritual weapon, but even if any of them were trapped, they could not escape in a few moments.