"Attack!"
Lu Ming roared as he stepped forward and stabbed his spear at the flood dragon's vital point.
"Don't even think about it. Now, die!"
A purple figure appeared on top of the flood dragon's head. This figure was completely condensed from the Spiritual Fire.
The purple Spiritual Fire represented a Level Seven Inscription Master.
It looked like an old man, but his face was extremely gloomy. With a wave of his hand, inscriptions flew out.
Buzz!
At that instant, lines of inscriptions were emitted from the palace, emitting a brilliant glow.
Whoosh!
A battle sword flew out and slashed at Lu Ming's spear. Lu Ming's body shook and he quickly retreated.
Countless inscriptions shone in the hall, enveloping Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing.
The Seven-Colored Daoist had long inscribed an inscription array in the hall. He seemed to have prepared to kill anyone who entered the hall eight hundred years ago.
"Die!"
The Seven-Colored Daoist shouted coldly. He waved his hands and countless inscriptions flew out. In the hall, the inscriptions shone brighter. Black inscriptions wriggled like small snakes.
"Sky Demon Force Field!"
Xie Nianqing used the Sky Demon Force Field to envelop himself and Lu Ming. He used the Sky Demon Force Field to resist the inscription array around them.
Sure enough, under the Sky Demon Force Field, the inscriptions slowed down.
"Let's retreat!"
Since they couldn't kill him, they could only retreat.
"You want to leave? I say, no one can leave today!"
The Seven-Colored Daoist sneered. He waved his hands and the inscriptions around him became even more terrifying. They formed a battle sword and slashed at Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing.
These arrays had been around for eight hundred years, but they were still as powerful as ever.
Although the two tried their best to resist, they were still completely suppressed. They were surrounded by danger and were in extreme danger.
"Damn it, do you really think I'm a decoration? Watch me!"
Dandan opened its mouth and spat out three jade tokens. It kept one for itself and the other two flew toward Xie Nianqing and Lu Ming.
"What is this?"
Lu Ming asked.
"The Shadow Shifting Talisman can move anywhere. Even in this Inscription Formation, you can come and go freely. It took me a lot of effort to refine this talisman. Crush it quickly and kill that flood dragon!"
Dandan shouted.
In this situation, he could only trust Dandan.
Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing received the jade talismans and crushed them. Immediately, a curtain of light enveloped Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing.
Dandan also crushed a piece, and a similar light screen enveloped him.
Whoosh!
Dandan dashed out like a phantom. The inscriptions had no effect on it.
"How wonderful!"
Lu Ming's heart stirred and he dashed out as well. True enough, when his figure passed by, it was like a phantom. Those inscriptions actually passed through his body and did not have any effect at all.
"Shadow Shifting Talisman, how did you get the Shadow Shifting Talisman? This ancient talisman has been lost for countless years. How did you get it! "
The Seven-Colored Daoist shouted in disbelief.
"Haha, who am I? During this period, I desperately refined a few pieces. I wanted to save them for some dangerous places, but I didn't expect to use them now. It's your honor to see my Shadow Shifting Talisman. "
Dandan laughed proudly.
"Kill!"
Lu Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense. He stabbed his spear toward the flood dragon.
The flood dragon did not resist at all. It faced Lu Ming with its chest and let him kill it.
"Damn it!"
The Seven-Colored Daoist roared again and again, desperately controlling the flood dragon's body to attack.
"Don't even think about it!"
The flood dragon was obviously not completely occupied by the Seven-Colored Daoist and was desperately trying to control its body.
Xie Nianqing walked over and used the Heavenly Demon Force Field to shroud the flood dragon's body and help to imprison it.
Puchi!
Lu Ming's long spear pierced the flood dragon's chest.
Here, the scales had already been clawed off by the flood dragon, so its defense was greatly reduced. The incomparably sharp spear light easily pierced through the flood dragon's muscles and into its heart.
"No!"
The Seven-Colored Daoist roared.
"Hahaha, old monster, you want to take my body? Dream on!"
The flood dragon laughed crazily.
Boom!
Lu Ming's long spear shook and a burst of True Essence surged into it, smashing the flood dragon's heart into pieces.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, more than a dozen battle swords formed by the Inscription Array slashed toward Lu Ming. Lu Ming pulled out his long spear and retreated quickly.
With a bang, the flood dragon's body fell heavily to the ground.
"Haha, old monster, you've been plotting for eight hundred years and you've failed in the end!"
The flood dragon laughed heartily. Slowly, its voice lowered and its life force dissipated.
"Damn it, damn it, you're all going to die today!"
The Seven-Colored Daoist roared crazily.
Before he died, he had set up a trap with a ball of True Dragon Blood and left clues outside in order to attract a flood dragon and then occupy its body. With the True Dragon Blood as a medium, he was confident that he could succeed.
The lifespan of monsters was much longer than that of humans, especially for creatures like the flood dragon. With a long lifespan, the Seven-Colored Daoist could explore a higher realm.
Unfortunately, the flood dragon was dead and it was useless for him to occupy it.
"Refine, refine, refine!"
Hu hu …
A layer of purple flames suddenly appeared on the flood dragon's body. The purple flames wrapped around the flood dragon and burned it crazily.
As it burned, the flood dragon's body shriveled and the purple flames became stronger and stronger.
In the end, the purple flames gathered in the air and formed a human figure. It was the Seven-Colored Daoist.
"Retreat!"
For some unknown reason, Lu Ming suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He pulled Xie Nianqing and retreated hurriedly. Very soon, they left the main hall.
"You want to leave? Without the flood dragon, kid, your body is not bad. Let me use it!"
The Seven-Colored Daoist smiled sinisterly. The purple flames turned into a stream of light and flew towards Lu Ming.
Fast, too fast. It crossed the hall in an instant. It was several times faster than Lu Ming and the others. It was really like a stream of light.
Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing had just retreated to the entrance of the hall when the purple flames caught up with them. They shot directly towards Lu Ming's forehead and disappeared into Lu Ming's forehead.
"Not good, he wants to seize Lu Ming's body and destroy Lu Ming's soul!"
Xie Nianqing's expression changed drastically. His eyes were filled with worry.
"It's over, it's over. Little beauty, Lu Ming is finished. Your little lover is finished!"
Dandan shouted.
"What should we do? What should we do? Is there any way to save him? Dandan, aren't you an expert? Quickly think of a way! "
Xie Nianqing was extremely anxious. He was like an ant on a hot pan. His eyes were misty and he almost shed tears.
At this moment, Lu Ming's forehead was covered with a layer of purple light. He sat cross-legged and seemed to be resisting with all his strength.
"There is a way, but I don't know if you're willing."
Dandan touched its chin with one of its front paws.
"What way? Tell me, I'm definitely willing. "
Xie Nianqing said anxiously.
"Is that so? Alright, I know a way. I want you and Lu Ming to practice the Dual Cultivation Technique. This way, your soul can be transferred to Lu Ming's side and help him fight against the Seven-Colored Daoist. This way, your chances of winning will be much higher."
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