In the face of this sudden change, Ye Xuan's expression did not even change. His left hand appeared in front of him, seemingly slow but actually fast.
Pa! ~ ~
With a soft sound, the bloody shadow that was charging at him suddenly stopped. Its head was caught between the index and middle fingers of its left hand, and it was struggling in pain. It looked like a loach caught by chopsticks.
Ye Xuan carefully looked at the blood shadow. Its horns were like a deer, its head like a cow, its eyes like a shrimp, its mouth like a donkey, its abdomen like a snake, and its feet like a phoenix.
It was a dragon, a blood dragon condensed from the blood mist.
Looking at the dragon in front of him, Ye Xuan felt a little incredulous. He had seen the birth of this blood dragon with his own eyes. Some of the blood mist had absorbed and swallowed his divine thoughts, condensing into a blood dragon.
And looking at the appearance of this little blood dragon that was less than half a foot long, struggling like a loach between his index and middle fingers, it seemed to have a trace of spiritual wisdom, which was even more incredible.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Xuan looked at the struggling little blood dragon in his hand. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his left index and middle fingers exerted a little force.
Puff! ~ ~
With a slight muffled sound, the head of the little blood dragon that was caught by his fingers burst directly. The dragon head directly turned into a blood mist, and the struggling dragon body instantly softened.
Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and loosened his left hand. The little blood dragon, which only had its body left, fell directly from the air.
However, before the dragon fell to the ground, he suddenly saw the blood mist of the dragon head that he had crushed before suddenly fly to the neck of the dragon body, and then in the blink of an eye, a new dragon head was formed.
Whoosh! ~ ~
After recovering, the little blood dragon once again shot towards Ye Xuan.
Of course, although the speed of the little blood dragon was already very fast, there was still a big gap between it and Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan casually caught it in his hand again, then frowned and looked at the still struggling little blood dragon.
"It's strange. It seems to have spiritual wisdom, but it doesn't seem to be high. It's like a living creature, but it can still recover after its head is crushed." Looking at the little blood dragon between his fingers, Ye Xuan muttered to himself. "Moreover, it doesn't seem to be injured even after its head was crushed. How can I kill it?"
In fact, Ye Xuan knew that this was not the time to study this thing. What he should do now was to leave the blood mist and find a safe place to rest first. After all, he was now in a forbidden place that even a Grand Wizard of the Witch Tribe did not dare to set foot in. Moreover, the blood mist outside and the looming shadow just now all proved that this place was not a good one.
However, his heart faintly told him to find out what was wrong with this blood mist. It was as if he could guarantee his safety here. as long as he could, he of of of the blood of of of the mist.
He knew that it was his spiritual sense that was playing tricks on him. Compared to the visible danger in front of him, he trusted his spiritual sense more.
It was precisely because of this that he took the huge risk to stay here. While remaining unchanged, he wanted to study what kind of strangeness and secrets were hidden in the blood mist.
Now, he had more or less gained some insights. At least the little blood dragon in front of him let him see some strange changes in the blood mist. It swallowed divine thoughts and condensed the blood dragon. Moreover, even if its head was crushed, it could not really be killed.
"How can I kill it?" Looking at the little blood dragon in front of him, Ye Xuan's eyes flickered, and his mind was racing. Then, a golden light appeared in his palm, turned into a flame, and shrouded the little blood dragon.
"Chi! Chi! ~ ~ "
Under the refinement of this immortal flame, traces of blood mist drifted out of the little blood dragon's body. The little blood dragon also seemed to feel the crisis, and it roared ferociously in Ye Xuan's hand.
After three breaths, the originally lively little blood dragon had become a bloody mess, like a burnt loach. It was no longer as ferocious as before, and it fell motionlessly in his palm as if it had died.
After thinking for a while, Ye Xuan stopped the immortal flame. The next moment, he saw wisps of blood mist suddenly floating in the void and quickly wrapped around the little blood dragon in his palm.
"Roar!" In less than five breaths, under the recovery of the blood mist, the little blood dragon that had originally died came back to life again. It roared ferociously in his palm, wanting to rush out of his palm.
Seeing the little blood dragon that had recovered again, Ye Xuan's brows furrowed deeper. "The immortal flame will resurrect again after being refined. Do I need to refine it completely?"
With this thought, a golden immortal flame rose in Ye Xuan's palm again, and then he refined the little blood dragon again.
"Roar! ~ ~" Under the immortal flame, wisps of blood mist were refined from the little blood dragon's body and scattered. It screamed ferociously, looking extremely miserable and pitiful.
However, there was no fluctuation in Ye Xuan's expression at all. His expression remained unchanged as he continued to urge the flame in his palm to continue refining the little blood dragon.
"Roar! ~ ~ ~"
Suddenly, a dragon's roar came from the blood mist. Ye Xuan only felt his whole body tremble, and then his expression changed. He looked to his right.
An incomparably huge silhouette rushed out of the blood mist. Everywhere it passed, the blood mist churned. Then, a huge dragon head drilled out of the blood mist and stared closely at him.
It was unknown how big this dragon was, but just its head alone was more than a hundred feet long. The two dragon whiskers were at least a hundred feet long, and the two dragon horns were dazzling as if they were dyed gold. They were like two giant pillars, and the most terrifying thing was its eyes. They were like two lakes of blood, and the pupils were suffused with a deep blood-red color, causing people to shudder.
Moreover, Ye Xuan also found that this dragon's body was also dyed with blood, just like the little blood dragon in his hand. It looked like the little blood dragon in his hand had been magnified countless times.
Just being stared at by this huge dragon made Ye Xuan's hair stand on end. Even though his whole body was shrouded in a defensive shield of immortal core power, the aura still made him feel suffocated.
"This guy's cultivation is at least above the Golden Immortal level." Ye Xuan thought to himself. When he saw that the giant dragon in front of him was looking at the Blood Dragon in his hand, Ye Xuan curled his lips. It seemed that he had met his match with the old one after beating the young one!
Therefore, Ye Xuan made a decision: run!
The new book "Film and Television World's Bounty Hunter" was also going to be published. The protagonist was also named Ye Xuan. Those who were interested could check it out!
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