Shen Luo took advantage of the strong wind created by the fight between Little White Dragon and the Nine-headed Bug and flew back a distance before stopping.
He seized the time to heal himself. At the same time, he used his magic power to activate the Coiling Dragon Wall, drawing out a stream of pure Yang energy and injecting it into Wu Man Er's body.
Wu Man Er groaned and opened her eyes.
"You're awake?" Shen Luo was delighted and let go of her.
"Thank you, Brother Shen. You saved my life again." Wu Man Er recalled the situation before she fainted and said with her head slightly lowered.
"Don't mention it. We're not out of danger yet." Shen Luo shook his head and looked ahead.
Little White Dragon and the Nine-headed Bug were fighting fiercely in front of them. The shadow of the spear and the shadow of the hook flashed continuously. The huge roar sounded like countless thunderclaps. The two sides seemed to be evenly matched.
"What a powerful spear art. Who is this white-robed young man?" Wu Man Er was surprised.
"He's an elder of the dragon tribe, the third prince of the West Sea, Ao Lie. He saved our lives just now," Shen Luo said.
"Elder Ao Lie! It's him! Should we go and help? "Wu Man Er was surprised. Apparently, she had also heard about Little White Dragon. She then asked.
"No need. Elder Ao Lie can definitely defeat this Nine-headed Bug." Shen Luo smiled.
Little White Dragon's spear art was much more powerful than Ao Hong's. Its momentum was like a monstrous wave, continuous and had the essence of the dragon tribe's spear art. The sharp shadow of the spear also contained a strong Buddhist power, which not only increased the power but also increased the spear art's endurance.
On the other hand, although the Nine-headed Bug's Moon Soul Hook was powerful, it was obviously lacking in stamina. After a long time, it would definitely be at a disadvantage.
As Shen Luo expected, Little White Dragon became more and more powerful as time went by. His whole body was covered in golden light, like a Buddha or a saint. The tip of his spear constantly shot out rays of golden light, and the Buddhist chant resounded in the void.
On the other hand, the Nine-headed Bug was gradually at a disadvantage. Its face was flushed and it was panting.
"Impossible! This Xiaolong's strength has actually increased to such a level! "He was both shocked and furious.
Back then, for the sake of vying for Princess Wan Sheng, the two of them had fought in the Western Sea Dragon Palace. At that time, although Little White Dragon's strength was not weak, it was still far from his. Only a few years had passed, but Little White Dragon's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds to such an extent.
The Nine-headed Bug was already at a disadvantage, and now that it was distracted, it revealed a weakness.
Little White Dragon's eyes were extremely sharp. His dragon spear was like a poisonous snake sticking out its tongue as it pierced into the middle of the two Moon Soul Hooks.
"Dang! Dang!" Two loud sounds rang out, and the Nine-Headed Bug's arms felt as if they had been struck by lightning. The two Moon Soul Hooks were shaken to the sides, revealing a wide open middle door.
"Tornado Strike!"
Little White Dragon roared, and the dragon spear shone brightly with golden light. Countless spear shadows shot out from it and rained down on the nine-headed bug's body.
The Nine-headed Bug was shocked, but it was already too late to retract the Moon Soul Hook. A bloody light flickered on its neck, and another eight ferocious bird heads appeared.
The nine heads opened their mouths at the same time, and nine balls of bloody light shot out. They turned into a black-red blood cloud that blocked in front of its body. It emitted a disgusting stench, and it was very similar to the black blood rain from before.
Before it could do anything else, the countless spear shadows struck the blood cloud.
"Chi chi!" When the spear shadows came into contact with the blood cloud, it was like ice meeting fire. They were quickly melted away, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of them had disappeared.
However, this blood cloud was formed in a hurry, and its power was limited. There were still a few powerful golden spear shadows that stubbornly pierced through it and hit the Nine-headed Bug behind it.
The Nine-headed Bug's huge body was sent flying, and there were a few bloody holes in its chest. It landed heavily on the ground.
Little White Dragon and the Nine-headed Bug's hatred was as deep as the ocean. Naturally, it would not show any mercy. The golden dragon spear shot out, and like a flood dragon coming out of its cave, it pierced towards the Nine-headed Bug's heart.
However, a human figure quickly moved from the side and blocked in front of the Nine-headed Bug with her arms open. It was Princess Wan Sheng.
"Third Prince, please show mercy!"
Little White Dragon was slightly startled, and hurriedly flew forward, grabbing the end of the dragon spear, and tried to forcefully stop the attack.
However, the dragon spear was too fast, and it was unable to stop it. The spearhead pierced through Princess Wan Sheng's chest and went through.
Seeing this, Little White Dragon could not help but be stunned.
"Back then, I let you down. I will return all the things I took from the Dragon Palace to you. Please spare the Nine-headed Bug's life." Princess Wan Sheng's mouth was filled with blood, but she did not care at all. She looked at Little White Dragon and begged.
"You …" Little White Dragon was slightly dazed, and hurriedly pulled out the dragon spear, wanting to check on Princess Wan Sheng's injuries.
However, at this moment, a cold light pierced through Princess Wan Sheng's lower abdomen, and in a flash, it pierced half a foot into Little White Dragon's chest. It was the Nine-headed Bug's Moon Soul Hook.
The Nine-headed Bug, who was lying on the ground, suddenly sat up, and the eyes on all nine heads turned blood-red. A monstrous baleful aura burst out like a raging wave, causing one's heart to tremble. It was very similar to the baleful aura that Shen Luo produced when he was demonized.
Little White Dragon roared in shock and anger, and hurriedly retreated, his right hand grabbing the Moon Soul Hook with lightning speed.
Golden dragon scales appeared on his palm, and golden spikes grew out of his fingers. The Moon Soul Hook was firmly grasped, and could not advance any further.
However, the Moon Soul Hook suddenly bloomed with a terrifying silver light, mixed with streaks of blood-red demonic light.
Little White Dragon's expression changed greatly, and golden light burst out from his body, like a raging wave, and a dragon roar soared into the sky.
However, without waiting for the golden light to fully bloom, the Moon Soul Hook exploded with a loud bang.
A ball of silver sun appeared out of thin air, mixed with streaks of blood-red demonic light. It easily overwhelmed the golden light that burst out, and submerged Little White Dragon's body.
With a loud bang, countless silver light waves burst out, and crazily scattered in all directions. In an instant, they formed an incomparably fierce hurricane, sweeping everything within a radius of a few miles.
"Senior!"
Shen Luo originally thought that Little White Dragon was going to win, but he did not expect things to turn out this way. He turned into a streak of red light, and rushed into the silver hurricane.
Wu Man Er also hurried forward, but her Divine Soul was injured, and her movements were slow. Before she could move, the raging hurricane surged and swept her away.
She tried to stabilize her body, but her whole body was swept away hundreds of feet.
Just as Wu Man Er stabilized her body, she immediately wanted to search for Shen Luo and Little White Dragon, but a streak of red light shot out like lightning. It was Shen Luo, who was holding Little White Dragon in his arms.
Little White Dragon looked extremely miserable. Half of his body was badly mutilated, and he was severely injured. If he was an ordinary cultivator, he would have died.
Fortunately, Little White Dragon was from the Dragon Tribe. At this moment, golden dragon scales appeared all over his body, and two dragon horns grew out of his forehead. His whole body was half-dragon, and the extremely hard dragon scales saved his life. He did not even faint.
"Senior Ao Lie!"
Wu Man Er was shocked to see Little White Dragon's miserable state. She hurried forward, took out a green gem, and quickly performed a secret technique.
A green light shot out from the gem, and entered Little White Dragon's body. Little White Dragon's wounds immediately began to heal, but it was very slow, as if there was a force that prevented the secret technique from working.
"Don't rush to heal, let's leave this place first!" Shen Luo said quickly, and then he grabbed Wu Man Er, and flew forward at full speed.
Before he could fly far, a streak of red light flashed in front of him, and a blood-red figure appeared out of nowhere. It was the Nine-Headed Bug.
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