No one noticed the strange appearance that appeared in the sky, and no one noticed the strange changes in the white dragon, let alone Ling Tianyun's hands on the white dragon's horns. Ye Yinfeng and the little monk were fighting fiercely with the Goguryeo swordsman, only to see a terrifying shadow circulating in the sword light of the Dao Dao, and there was a blood-red figure flashing in a piece of brilliance, and the sword was like a tide, and the golden light was rolling.

At this time, the afterglow of dusk was fading, and there was only a faint light between heaven and earth, and endless darkness was sweeping in everywhere. The faint luster of a layer of colorful seven-colored clouds above Tianchi Lake has not yet been fully formed, and the solemn and sacred gate of heaven has not been fully revealed, only a faint shadow, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it clearly.

On the edge of Tianchi Lake, the sixteen towering peaks are exuding a faint snow-white luster, which is the beautiful scenery of Tianchi Lake under the afterglow of dusk. The blood-colored bubbles on the surface of the lake began to slowly subside, and the rolling blood began to be blown away by the cold fan at dusk.

Wanyan Zhantian and Zhong Jianying held their weapons tightly in their hands, their eyes were firmly fixed on the battlefield, and their eyes shot a scorching light, and they couldn't wait to plunge into this fierce battle. For a while, Fu Xifeng did not show his full strength, Zhengye Yinfeng and the little monk were inseparable, as a generation of sword masters, Fu Xifeng was naturally extremely relaxed, and the sword streamer turned slightly, blocking the attack of the two.

And the bladeless iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand is no move, no move, no style, one sword, one stab, one sword, one slash, all the moves are as if they come easily, he is not confined to fixed sword moves, although there are thousands of sword moves in his mind, but he did not use this sword move, but casually slashed out a sword light shadow towards the sword master. The bladeless iron sword was bladeless and bladeless, but its hardness was unmatched, and it never scarred when it collided with the shining sword.

The little monk's body was full of strange aura, and his big red robe produced a suffocating aura when he waved and danced, especially the manganese bowl in his hand, the golden light swayed out, and the slightly bloated body did not have the slightest sense of clumsiness, but was extremely flexible and agile. I don't know what material the manganese bowl is made of, and I am not afraid of the streamer sword in Fu Xifeng's hand, after a clanging impact, the little monk's figure is shadowy, and it is a deadly move like a dragon and a tiger before Fu Xifeng rushes away.

Fu Xifeng can be said to be almost driven crazy, he has never been so aggrieved, originally the swordsmanship is to take the lead, one step ahead of the opponent's move, and then calculate every move and every style behind the opponent, this is mainly to have a wide range of knowledge and a very strong foresight. But he didn't expect that the two people in front of him were completely out of common sense, especially the blue-shirted young man, who could almost be said to be unable to make a sword move, but he made a sword move that was extremely peculiar, and each sword had no repetitive moves at all, as if this young man's body hid all the sword moves in the world. He could naturally find out some shadows of famous sword moves from Ye Yinfeng's sword moves, but he modified them to be nondescript, Rao is so, every sword Ye Yinfeng stabbed is extremely powerful.

For this little monk's strange moves, Fu Xifeng has never encountered it, how can anyone use a manganese bowl as a weapon. This manganese bowl is nothing as a weapon, but this is really not a magic that an immortal can use, it is completely a land hooligan-like fighting style. The little monk smashed it with this manganese bowl, and sometimes knocked it on his body, so that there was nothing, but from the manganese bowl from time to time there was a fierce energy, which rushed to his body like a maggot attached to the bone, which was really unguardable.

Not far from the white dragon, Dao Dao's fierce energy shot wildly, the three figures were staggered, they were fighting fiercely, but everyone's eyes were focused on the three people who were fighting. Even Yelu Qishi's gaze was attracted, and he slightly showed a surprised gaze, as if he was a little surprised by the strength displayed by Ye Yinfeng and the little monk. However, the white ape beside him devoured the dragon blood flowing from the white dragon's body, but he was not interested in anything else. The Fuso ninja was still closing his eyes and recuperating, and the aura emanating from his body was getting bigger and more majestic.

Ling Tianyun didn't expect that he would get into a catastrophe all of a sudden, nor did he expect that when his hands were on the dragon horn, a huge suction force would come from the dragon horn, and the Jiuyang True Qi in his body was uncontrollably pouring out of his hands towards the dragon horn. This strange state of affairs immediately frightened him, and he tried to scream, but found that he felt as if he was imprisoned, and could not make a sound at all.

The rolling tide of Jiuyang True Qi turned into a rushing river and surged towards the dragon horn, Ling Tianyun frantically used the mantra in the Heart Sutra to try to stop the True Qi in his body, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, Jiuyang True Qi rushed away from his hands like a surge. His heart was even more discouraged, he didn't expect that the true qi he had worked so hard to cultivate was not under his control at this time.

He looked at the white dragon angrily, and just saw the white dragon's eyes showing a playful gaze, and he immediately understood, it turned out that all this was the ghost of the white dragon. No wonder the white dragon let out a low roar behind him, in order to attract his own attention, and he didn't expect to be in the hands of this demon beast. True Qi rushed and poured into the white dragon's horns at a speed of thousands of miles, no matter how much he struggled, it was still to no avail.

"What a cunning beast, it turns out that this white dragon finally succeeded in crossing the tribulation, and the reason why it did not fly into the gate of heaven is not that it is unwilling, but that its strength has been exhausted. It is cultivating and accumulating, and the Jiuyang True Qi is the purest and most Yang True Qi in the world, which can be turned into a huge power, and the body of this white dragon is the most powerful source of power in this world. Ling Tianyun's brain was spinning rapidly, he wanted to find a way to stop his true qi from spilling out, but he still hadn't found any way.

The playful light in the white dragon's eyes began to fade, but it was replaced by a touch of supreme majesty and domineering, and the dying aura began to stabilize at this time. It's just that no one has noticed its abnormality at all, the true qi in Ling Tianyun's body is continuously instilling into the dragon's horns, and the white dragon's languishing body has also begun to recover a layer of glittering brilliance.

The first to notice the white dragon's abnormality was the white ape that was devouring the dragon's blood, it touched its bulging belly, and was about to hold a puddle of dragon blood that had not yet dried, but it was stunned. Because it found that the pool of bright red and dazzling dragon blood had changed, and there was a touch of supreme majesty in the dragon's blood, which made it dazed for a moment, and finally it saw the huge dragon body move.

"Oh no, it's really over." A desperate thought arose in Ling Tianyun's mind, he didn't expect that his unintentional move would bring him a killing disaster. He could only let the true qi in his body surge towards the dragon's horns like a tide, and he clearly felt that the true qi in his dantian turned into a river flowing, and it was constantly surging towards his palms.

If you really don't die, you won't die, Ling Tianyun's heart sank to the bottom, he couldn't stop his true qi from surging towards the dragon horn, this kind of pain of feeling his true qi draining bit by bit was even more uncomfortable than killing him. The true qi in the dantian was less than one-third, and the aura circulating around him was falling again and again, and what frustrated him the most was that no one had noticed his abnormality, and he couldn't make a sound at all. He knew that it must be the white dragon who was playing tricks, imprisoning his body and preventing him from sending a signal for help.

He had never been so desperate, how many times had Ling Tianyun wandered on the death line, but he didn't have the same despair as at this time, this feeling made him even more frightened than the feeling of hovering on the death line. The internal force true qi can be said to be his first life, he can not want his own life, but he also wants to retain the Jiuyang true qi, but he didn't expect that the Jiuyang true qi he had worked so hard to cultivate would be swallowed away by the white dragon like this. He was very unwilling, but he didn't have any way, because his body had been imprisoned by the white dragon, and even his consciousness was imprisoned in this square inch.

In the end, Ling Tianyun only felt that the true qi in his dantian had been sucked by the white dragon, and the majestic power in his body had also disappeared. He only felt that the strength around his body was drained all of a sudden, and the hand on the dragon's horn also hung down softly, he was like an ordinary ordinary person, he felt that his weak body was even worse than those ordinary people.

Standing tremblingly, Ling Tianyun's eyes shot out a flash of fury and looked at the white dragon's eyes, and when his gaze fell on the white dragon's eyes, his brain exploded. He felt a white glow shoot into his eyes, and then a shocking picture suddenly appeared in his mind. He saw the clouds and smoke of the peaks, and in the midst of the peaks there was a majestic palace, which was full of spiritual energy, and made people feel very relaxed, and he had never seen such a beautiful and solemn place, and he was stunned at once.

A loud "roar" pulled him back from the misty fairyland, and he couldn't help but wake up with a spirit, he knew that he was not dreaming just now, and the picture scroll in his mind was instilled by the white dragon. He knew that the scene in this fairyland must have been seen by the white dragon, so it was transmitted into his consciousness. He looked at the white dragon with a frightened gaze, and he saw that the white dragon's body began to take off.

There was not a drop of true qi left in his body, but he still stood up steadily. As the white dragon stepped into the air, it emitted a huge wave of air, which blew the snow and gravel around it into the air. The white dragon's body quickly rose into the air, its emotionless eyes looking down on the people standing below.

The white dragon's abnormality was quickly discovered by everyone, as soon as the streamer sword in Fu Xifeng's hand was collected, he retreated from the battlefield, and the aura on Ye Yinfeng and the little monk was a little disordered, and when they saw Fu Xifeng withdraw from the battlefield, they also put away the weapons in their hands. Wanyan Zhantian's eyes showed an excited look, he didn't expect that this white dragon would succeed in the end, and he knew that his actions were not wrong.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, and the aura on the white dragon's body recovered, becoming incomparably huge and majestic. There was a unique look in its eyes, complicated and confused, but it finally let out a long roar, and suddenly spit out a golden ball from its mouth, and the golden ball was emitting a rich life fluctuation, and a hot breath emanated from the ball.

No one thought that this ending would be like this, and no one thought that the white dragon who was sluggish and thought that the tribulation would be reversed successfully. No one knew why the white dragon reversed, and no one knew why the white dragon had a trace of confusion in his eyes, and finally showed a desperate gaze.

The ball rolled around the white dragon's mouth, and the vast and majestic aura was emanating from the golden ball.

At this time, a colorful brilliance descended from the sky, and the colorful brilliance wrapped the body of the white dragon.