Outside the Dengxian Pavilion, Nie Shanhong was fighting with the royal family members. He knew in his heart that Chu Yiyiyi seemed to have guessed correctly, and he had to get out as soon as possible and inform Chu Yiyiyi and the others.
In the morning, Chu Yiliu was still in seclusion. Mo Ji had been sparring with him all night, and now he was also resting. Only one girl, Qing Zisu, was left.
Nie Shanhong deliberately increased the noise of his attacks, and the fight was earth-shattering.
**The general Nie Shanhong was so tenacious that he signaled two of them to come up. The four major priests joined forces to deal with Nie Shanhong and immediately suppressed him to death.
However, Qing Zisu also came out at this time.
She frowned slightly and shouted, "What's going on?"
The evil dragon on Hao's wrist raised its head and looked at these guys.
The moment **Wu saw Qing Zisu, his eyes darkened and he said sternly: "Get her for me!"
As he spoke, the worshipers behind him swarmed out and rushed towards Qing Zisu.
Qing Zisu frowned, and the evil dragon on Hao's wrist spiraled up, becoming twenty feet long in the blink of an eye, hovering at the entrance of Dengxian Pavilion, its single horn shining with a ghostly light.
A worshiper from the early stage of the Purple Lake Realm rushed over and was directly thrown away by the spiritual light surging from the evil dragon's horn.
The rest of the Purple Lake Realm monks rushed forward. The evil dragon danced its tail, aura surged, and its tail turned into whip shadows as they rushed in.
"Set up the formation!" Seeing that the evil dragon was so ferocious that a group of worshipers from the early stage of the Purple Lake Realm could not get close to him, the ** warrior immediately shouted and organized everyone to set up the formation.
As soon as he finished speaking, the offerings that rushed out stood one after another above the head of the evil dragon, and the purple lake surged into one.
Nie Shanhong exclaimed: "Be careful, don't let them form a formation."
He is from a worshiping background, so he knows the power of the worshiping formation. A formation of five people can bring out the strength of the middle stage of the Purple Lake Realm. A formation of ten people can have the strength of the late stage of the Purple Lake Realm.
But now, there are ten worshipers in total including **wu, four of them are pressing down on Nie Shanhong, and the other six form a formation.
While Nie Shanhong was speaking, he was distracted when a priest stabbed his thigh with a sword unceremoniously. The blood spurted out and he fell out.
"Damn it!" He cursed secretly. Four monks of the same rank surrounded him and attacked him. It was difficult to fight back.
However, as soon as he was injured, two of the worshipers withdrew and helped the army to besiege the evil dragon.
**Wu Yin said coldly: "I want to see how strong you are, a beast!"
While talking, the eight people joined forces to form a battle formation. Under his guidance, the purple lake formed into one, and eight aura swords shot out, rising into the sky, and gathered together.
Boom! A streak of white light fell from the sky and hit the evil dragon.
The evil dragon roared, and the spiritual light on its horn continued to gather, forming a huge spiritual light group. There was a roar, and the light shot up into the sky.
The white light fell on the light group, and the light group exploded like fireworks, and the violent momentum aroused sent the surrounding people flying away.
The remaining power of the white light did not diminish, and it suddenly fell on the evil dragon's body. The scales of the dragon flew away, leaving a ferocious blood mark. The blood spattered five feet.
Roar! The evil dragon roared incessantly, as if it was enraged. The scales under its belly were ferocious, and the horn on its head became more and more dazzling.
It knew it was the trick played by the guy in front of it.
** Wu's eyes showed disdain and he sneered: "You dare to be so arrogant in front of the royal family, you will die!"
The purple lake was connected into one, and a long rhombus-shaped light shield appeared in front of everyone, like a bucket, tightly surrounding the evil dragon. The evil dragon whipped its tail on the light shield, and the light shield shook sharply.
Boom! Suddenly, the light shield exploded with rebound force, sending the evil dragon flying back and hitting the opposite light shield.
Boom! The evil dragon slammed into the light shield several times before it was able to offset the power of its previous blow.
Roar! It was so angry that its scales were scattered all over the ground. As it roared, spiritual energy circulated all over its body, mixed with the power of qi and blood, and burst out into hot air waves.
**Wu Leng snorted and said sternly: "Suffer death!"
Eight early Purple Lake Realm monks joined forces and set up a battle formation, linking the eight people's strength into one. Each attack of the evil dragon was equivalent to resisting the combined strength of the eight people.
The beam of light suddenly fell down, clashing with the evil dragon.
Qing Zisu looked on anxiously, showing worry. At this moment, there was a sudden scream, and Nie Shanhong was knocked to the ground by the two men. His arms were broken and he was no longer able to fight.
The two priests showed ferocious smiles and walked towards Qing Zisu.
"Little girl, don't be anxious, we will treat you well!" One person smiled ferociously, and Purple Lake rushed over with spiritual light surging.
Qing Zisu's pretty face changed slightly, Shennong Whip suddenly took action, and the five-color spiritual light surged towards the Purple Lake monk.
Bang! She has the strength of the eighth level of Ningyun, and her combat power is no less than that of a strong man from Purple Lake. The man who rushed over from the ground was slapped on the face by her whip, leaving a bloody mark immediately.
"Presumptuous!" The man roared ferociously, and the smile on his face instantly froze. On the contrary, the people next to him laughed.
"I didn't expect this little lady to be quite fierce." As he spoke, the man also took action, and the two of them besieged Qing Zisu.
Qing Zisu's Shennong Whip danced quickly, but it still couldn't stop the combined power of the two, and the situation was full of dangers for a while.
Roar! Seeing that Qing Zisu was in danger, the evil dragon roared furiously and charged crazily at the battle formation formed by ** Wu and others. However, the more eager he was, the harder it was to break through, and instead he was covered in bloodstains.
Bang! The worshiper who had been whipped by Qing Zisu before also took the opportunity to slap Qing Zisu from the air, knocking her away.
Green perilla was planted on the wall of Dengxian Pavilion, with blood dripping from the corners of her mouth.
"Stinky girl, let's see who will save you now!" The priest who was beaten before roared with a ferocious smile.
He threatened Qing Zisu step by step.
The worshiper on the side chuckled, looked at Qing Zisu, and said with a smile: "This little girl is quite good-looking. It would be a pity to kill her."
A look of anger appeared on Qing Zisu's pretty face, and she yelled: "You are acting wild at the gate of Dengxian Pavilion, the first class will not let you go!"
"Are you talking about Chu Yiliu?" A cold voice sounded, "We are here to find him!"
The person who spoke was none other than Yi Jiangnan.
He jumped off the white horse and walked over slowly. When the two worshipers saw him, they quickly showed respect and bowed down: "I have seen Mr. Yi."
Yi Jiangnan's strength is not high, but he is indeed a popular figure in front of Master Lu. Their life and death can be determined by Master Lu's thoughts.
"Speaking of which, where is Chu Yiliu?" Yi Jiangnan sneered and said lightly. Qing Zisu could hear the coldness radiating from his bones, and his smile also had the taste of gritted teeth.
"Is it you?" she yelled, "you have lost so many times to the first class, and you still have the guts to trouble him?"
"Shut up!" Yi Jiangnan roared, his delicate face instantly turned red, and the veins on his forehead popped out, making him even more ferocious. "This time, I will avenge my shame and let this guy die without a burial!"
"
He was spitting, and his anger was so strong that the two worshipers next to him were shocked.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the evil dragon that Wu and others were besieging hit the ground heavily. The evil dragon's body was covered in blood and flesh, and its injuries were extremely serious.
"Master Yi is here." ** Wu said respectfully, clasping his fists, waving his hands to evaporate the blood on his robes, not even looking at the fainting evil dragon on the ground.
"Very good!" Yi Jiangnan smiled slightly and said, "You have done a good job. I will ask Mr. Lu for credit."
"Thank you, Mr. Yi!" ** Wu and other worshipers said in unison.
The people watching all around had a look of surprise in their eyes. Who is this Master Lu? How come even the royal family is so respectful to him?
"What happened to your Majesty?" Nie Shanhong said with difficulty.
The expressions of everyone watching suddenly changed. What did these people do to His Majesty?
Yi Jiangnan's eyes darkened and he glanced at everyone around him. Wherever his eyes went, everyone was shocked and completely forgot what Nie Shanhong said just now.
**Wu and others looked envious, this was the spiritual power given by Lord Lu.
"Don't talk nonsense?" Yi Jiangnan said with a slight smile, and then several worshipers rushed over and knocked Nie Shanhong unconscious.
Yi Jiangnan was very satisfied. He lowered his head and looked at Qing Zisu and said with a smile: "Little beauty, how about this. You will follow me from now on. Whatever the Tianfeng Empire wants, you can have it."
Bah! Qing Zisu smacked him hard in the face.
Yi Jiangnan touched the saliva on his face, his smile froze, and he said angrily: "Okay, just wait for me. Soon I will let you see Chu Yiyi's fate. Then it will be useless for you to beg me!"
He stood up and said coldly: "Catch him."
While they were talking, there were also worshipers grabbing Qing Zisu. The evil dragon was struggling on the ground and wanted to get up to help Qing Zisu, but he had no strength left.
"Just accept your fate, there will be no good end if you go against Mr. Lu!" the worshiper smiled ferociously.
Pfft...
There was a muffled sound, and before his hand touched Qing Zisu's shoulder, he was carried away by a strong force. He looked at the euphorbia on his abdomen with a horrified expression, with the jet-black dragon scales on it.
The dragon soul hovered above the euphorbia and spread into his abdomen.
The consciousness of this offering began to blur.
"Who is it?" He died without knowing what the person who killed him looked like.
At this time, two figures came out of the Dengxian Pavilion.
Chu Yiliu's eyes flashed with an uncertain light, and Mo Ji behind him was carrying Skyfire Mo Feng with murderous intent.
The two walked out one after the other.
"Chu Yingliu!" Yi Jiangnan was extremely jealous when his enemies met each other at this moment, and said sternly: "I thought you kid had already run for his own life, but I didn't expect you would dare to show up!"
Chu Yiyi didn't even look at him. He walked over and helped Qing Zisu up and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"
The eyes of the surrounding worshipers looked at him with fear in their eyes. They didn't expect that this man actually killed a Purple Lake Realm worshipper with just one move!
So powerful!
Qing Zisu shook her head gently and said softly: "Just a little touch, the little dragon should be seriously injured."
She sighed softly, stretched out her hand and took the evil dragon on the ground to her arm. The scales of the evil dragon were stained with blood, and the breath of the evil dragon was not stable.