Seeing that even the Snow Dragon had appeared, everyone could imagine that Bing Chengzi must have been forced into a corner. Everyone was even more certain about Yan Zhuixing.
Someone clicked his tongue and said, "Bing Chengzi has even taken out his trump card. Looks like we have to save Yan Zhuixing!"
Seeing Bing Chengzi pass through, the five Spirit Severing Stage experts were stunned for a moment before their expressions changed. Yin Baikang shouted angrily, "Bing Chengzi, don't go!"
Without needing to say anything, the five figures flashed and chased after Bing Chengzi. The group of people standing on the treetop of the Hengduan Mountain Range rubbed their palms together. If the six of them were to fight, it would be a good show. Someone shouted, "Let's go and have a look."
In an instant, a group of Spirit Severing Stage experts flashed into the sky and chased after them.
"Xue Jiao, stop them." Bing Chengzi shouted without turning his head, and continued to fly rapidly.
"Moo!" A sound that sounded like a cow's moo resounded through the sky. The Snow Dragon swayed its body and turned around in the air. Its agility in the air was like that of a dragon.
The snow-white shining armor shuttled back and forth in the air so fast that people could not see its figure clearly. It was like a soaring dragon in the sky. In an instant, it hovered in the air and stared at the people chasing after it with its bright red eyes. Its crystal-clear antler-like horns reflected magnificent colors under the sunlight.
"Moo!" The sound reverberated through the sky again. A cloud of white miasma burst out from its horns. In the blink of an eye, it covered the sky and spun rapidly in the air. The Snow Dragon opened its bloody mouth and stuck out its tongue, blowing out a breath of cold air. The thick white miasma suddenly condensed into ice blades and swept towards the people chasing after it.
Others might be afraid of it, but the five Spirit Severing Stage experts were not afraid of it. A transparent protective aura quickly appeared on its body and it did not slow down. No matter how the ice blades slashed on it, it forcibly passed through them. It was very powerful.
The Snow Dragon had received its master's order. It would not give up after failing in one attack. It swung its long tail and fearlessly charged towards the five people. Accompanied by the wind and clouds, its speed was much faster than when it was flying with Bing Chengzi.
Flying Dragon in the Sky, White Dragon Phantom. Its momentum was really amazing! The group of people chasing them from afar quickly stopped. He was afraid that this beast would not understand and start fighting with him. It was better to let the five experts deal with it first.
"Insolent beast!" Qi Jiujun flew at the front and bore the brunt of the attack. With a loud shout, the Jun Lin Chi suddenly appeared in his hand. A golden light burst out, and he slammed it at the Snow Dragon.
"Dang!" The Jun Lin Chi and the Snow Flood Dragon's crystal clear horn collided and sent Qi Jiujun flying several hundred meters away. However, the Snow Flood Dragon was also slammed down nearly a hundred meters, but in the blink of an eye, it flashed back.
The other four were startled and became serious. They took out their Spiritual Treasures. Obviously, they didn't expect this beast to be so ferocious. Qi Jiujun's Jun Lin Ruler was very powerful and had always been very powerful. Unexpectedly, Qi Jiujun seemed to be slightly inferior in terms of strength. As expected of a spiritual beast of heaven and earth!
The long white shadow did not stop and directly pounced at the other four people. From the looks of it, it still wanted to fight against four people?
The four people were a little annoyed. Four late stage Spirit Severing experts could not deal with a spiritual beast. If this news spread out, wouldn't they die of laughter?
"Beast, you're courting death! Hundred Blade Cut! " Pei Fang angrily shouted. The Snow Flood Dragon actually charged at him. It was a little suspicious that he had lost an arm. Otherwise, why would it pick him who was standing in the middle? The Blue Beauty Demon Blade in his left hand turned into a phantom. Hundreds of blue blade shadows made "xiu xiu" sounds and fiercely slashed at the head of the Snow Flood Dragon.
The other three people were not idle either. Their figures flashed quickly as if they were dragons in the sky. Two rainbow-like sword shadows pierced the body of the Snow Flood Dragon like lightning, splashing bright sparks in broad daylight. Qi Jiujun, who flashed over, held the Jun Lin Chi with both hands and once again smashed at the head of the Snow Flood Dragon. "Bang!" A very loud sound was heard!
"Moo … …" Another deafening bull's moo resounded. However, this time, there was a miserable sound. That's right. Five late stage Spirit Severing experts were working together to deal with a Snow Flood Dragon that was only equivalent to a mid stage Spirit Severing expert. It would be strange if it could still get away with it!
However, this Snow Flood Dragon's skin was really thick. At the very least, no wounds could be seen from its appearance.
Just as the Snow Flood Dragon's body fell down, a phantom chased after it. It was Ou Yangda. His Deadly Claws had already protected his arms and palms. Two sinister pitch-black claws locked onto the tail of the Snow Flood Dragon with a "kacha" sound.
"What are you guys hesitating for? Stop Bing Cheng Zi!" Ou Yangda roared. He grabbed the tail of the falling Snow Flood Dragon and quickly spun it. Such a thick and long Snow Flood Dragon was actually spun like a windmill by him.
The four people were slightly startled. Then, without hesitation, they flashed away and continued to chase after Bing Cheng Zi.
The Snow Flood Dragon, which was tens of meters long and as thick as a water bucket, spun into a big white wheel with a "hu hu" sound. Ou Yangda let out a breath and let out a "hai" sound. Then, he swung the Snow Flood Dragon and smashed it downwards. A white shadow was thrown into the deep mountains while spinning. Soon after, a pile of trees fell down, followed by a loud "peng" sound.
Ou Yangda glanced down and coldly snorted, "Reckless beast." Then, he quickly chased after the few people in front.
This happened in just a few moments, but the group of people behind looked at each other in dismay. They didn't know whether this spiritual beast was dead or not. However, since it was attacked by five Soul Transformation Final Stage experts, even if it died, it wouldn't die in vain.
The group of people flew up into the sky and sized up the motionless white body in the pit. All of them revealed a look of pity. After being beaten up by five Soul Transformation Final Stage experts, even if it didn't die, it would be crippled. Now, they didn't have time to pay attention to it. Everyone glanced at it and then flashed away.
Bing Cheng Zi also heard the miserable cry of the Snow Flood Dragon. A trace of heartache flashed across his face. However, his expression turned ruthless and he didn't slow down. With the obstruction of the Snow Flood Dragon, it was impossible for the people behind to catch up to him. This allowed him to arrive in advance and save Yan Zhuixing and his disciples, which was very advantageous for him. The battle in front was very intense and they could already see it …
Man Hu and the other three who were fleeing in the mountain forest heard the 'mooing' sound of a cow. Three of the four people stopped. Yan Zhuixing, who rushed to the front, stopped and said in surprise, "Everyone, let's go! What happened to you guys? "
"Is that the cry of the Snow Flood Dragon?" Old Five said in disbelief. Because the Snow Flood Dragon never came down from the Snowy Mountain, how could it appear here?
"It's Master. Master has arrived. Master has brought the Snow Flood Dragon down the mountain." Old Seven couldn't help but cheer.
Yan Zhuixing looked at Man Hu with an inquiring gaze. The latter nodded seriously and said, "Yes, it should be Master."
Just as he finished speaking, they heard a rapid loud sound coming from the sky in front, followed by the miserable cry of the Snow Flood Dragon. The expressions of the four changed. Before they could calm down, they felt a violent vibration coming from under their feet. A "peng" sound came from the forest in front of them.
"Let's go and take a look!" Man Hu waved his hand and the three immediately followed.
When they arrived at the scene of the accident, they saw the forest had collapsed and there was a deep pit in the ground. The few of them surrounded the pit and saw the Snow Flood Dragon shaking its head. Its chin was covered in blood and it was obviously injured.
"Snow Flood Dragon, what happened to you?" Old Seven was the first to jump down and touched the Snow Flood Dragon's head.
The Snow Flood Dragon probably heard Old Seven's voice and let out a "mooing" sound in pain. Its voice lacked confidence. It was still shaking its head. It seemed to be dizzy from the spinning and had not recovered.
The few of them jumped down. Only Yan Zhuixing was speechless as he looked at the big guy below. This was because he had never seen such a huge python with a horn on its head. Could it still be considered a snake?
Under the concern of the few of them, the Snow Flood Dragon stopped shaking its head after a while. Its red eyes began to spin. Looking at the four of them, it intimately stuck out its tongue and licked them. However, when it saw Yan Zhuixing above, it immediately revealed hostility. It slightly tightened its upper body and seemed to be about to attack.
"He's one of us." Old Seven patted its head and the Snow Flood Dragon calmed down.
"Where's master?" Man Hu frowned and asked.
The Snow Flood Dragon was shocked and seemed to remember its master. It jumped out of the pit and let out a "mooing" sound to the few of them below. When the four of them flew out, they saw the Snow Flood Dragon stretching its body and rode on it without hesitation. Man Hu waved to Yan Zhuixing and said, "Young Palace Master, come up."
Yan Zhuixing was stunned. Without hesitation, he rode on the Snow Flood Dragon. Man Hu patted the Snow Flood Dragon's body and the Snow Flood Dragon shot into the sky with the few of them. In the blink of an eye, it carried the few of them and flew high up in the sky.
Hearing this, Yan Zhuixing was secretly shocked. This white python with a long horn on its head was actually flying faster than them while carrying four people on its back. Could this be the legendary spirit beast?
Bing Chengzi, who was flying at high speed, was slightly stunned. He saw hundreds of Early Divine Transformation Realm cultivators fighting in the sky ahead.
What's the meaning of this? As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Bing Chengzi immediately thought of a possibility. Yan Zhuixing had already fallen into their hands and everyone was fighting over him.
"Black Yin Palm!" Bing Chengzi rushed over and in a rage, he waved his palm at the group of people. Hundreds of palm shadows shot out with a "boom".
"Bang, bang, bang … Ah ah ah …" The group of people who were in a killing frenzy were instantly hit by the palm shadows. Dozens of people dizzily fell down.
"Bing Chengzi is here!" Someone shouted. Actually, there was no need to remind them. Those who were not hit were also scared witless by the might of the Black Yin Palm. They had long stopped fighting and all of them teleported far away.
The battered and exhausted Sikong Jue stood in the sky not far away with his sword in hand. This time, the World Commerce Company had suffered a huge loss. Even he himself had almost lost his life. He had never been in such a chaotic battle before. It seemed that everyone was more interested in attacking the World Commerce Company's people. They were very glad that they could last until now.
Looking at the furious Bing Chengzi, Sikong Jue's battered and exhausted face was filled with uncertainty. He thought to himself, Where are master and the others? Bing Chengzi came from that direction! Could it be that master and so many people couldn't stop Bing Chengzi?
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