Even if you penetrate the dark clouds, it is still hazy.

Xiaobai saw a dragon shadow, and Nan Lingsha sat on the dragon's back.

The dragon shadow faced the male saint candle dragon, and its breath was not weaker than it. Without waiting for Xiaobai to see what the dragon shadow was, he saw Nan Lingsha driving the mysterious dragon and repelling the male saint candle dragon into the thick clouds.

Xiaobai originally wanted to take a look.

But the remaining candle dragon light fire on its wings has not yet been extinguished and is spreading to its body bit by bit.

Bingchen's white dragon aileron raised, rolled up countless frost auras, and tried to extinguish the candle dragon's ghost fire.

But ice frost does not work at all.

The light fire was still spreading little by little, and the pain was also intensifying.

"Spread your wings and I'll heal you." At this time, a tender child voice came.

On the dark clouds, a beautiful fairy rabbit dragon jumped over, and its soft soles fell on Xiaobaiqi's back, but it seemed to have no weight.

"You~~~~~" Xiaobai called out, indicating that the ghost fire was very strange and difficult to extinguish.

"Don't move, it won't hurt." The Immortal Rabbit Dragon used the mysterious technique, and it blew a mouthful of healing ice mist.

The ice mist gently stroked Xiao Baiqi's wound. The strange pain of the previous two kinds of ice-cold and bone-burning and burning bones was immediately relieved a lot, and the Zhulong Youhuo stopped spreading.

"It's quite tenacious, extinguish, extinguish." The immortal rabbit dragon seemed to be reciting some verbal formula. It exhaled some ice dew. These ice dews and the candle dragon's faint fire kept blending, colliding, and resolving each other...

Not long after, the Zhulong Weirhuo slowly extinguished, and the pain was completely eliminated at this moment.

After waiting quietly for a while, Xiaobai gently raised his wings and found that the scalded wounds had recovered as before, and even the melted outer feathers were slowly growing.

Xiaobai is also a dragon baby who loves beauty.

It has a bald feather on its wings, but it will make it unhappy for a long time.

"You~~~~~" Xiaobai screamed and expressed his gratitude to the immortal rabbit dragon.

"I don't understand what you say." The fairy rabbit dragon's voice was crisp and pleasant, with a bit cute.

Xiaobai was also puzzled.

Can speak human language.

Why can't Long Yu not??

"You~~~" Xiaobai gestured with his claws, and then shouted in the direction of the continuous ripples of powerful power deep in the dark clouds.

"Are you worried about my master?" said the immortal rabbit dragon.

"You!" Xiaobaiqi nodded.

"My master is so powerful. The candle dragon is asking for trouble." said the immortal rabbit dragon.

“Yu~~”

"Ei Beast? I didn't expect that in this world..." A koi carp floated from the side with a special light.

The immortal rabbit dragon immediately closed his mouth and then called like Xiaobai, which was noble and elegant.

"You?" Xiaobai's delicate little cheeks were full of confusion.

...

...

The two saint dragons fought for a while.

Zhu Minglang had already escaped, but he was still worried that Xiaobai would find it difficult to get rid of the Holy Candle Dragon and rushed there as soon as possible.

"Qingzhuo, Moye, don't fall in love with the battle!"

Zhu Minglang shouted.

Xiao Qingzhuo was closer to Zhu Minglang, and soon flew over with his wings.

Zhu Minglang jumped onto the back of the Qingsheng Dragon of the Divine Wood, looked back, and found a silver-red light and shadow radiating from the center of the Blue Sky Pool, like splitting the sky realm into two like a mirror lake.

The next moment, the sword spirit dragon had returned to Zhu Minglang's side and was accompanied by Zhu Minglang's side, like a fairy sword, handsome and elegant.

The female holy candle dragon was extremely angry. It flew over and seemed unwilling to accept that the sword spirit dragon left a scar on it. Although it was not deep, it felt humiliated by dignity.

However, as soon as they flew out of the Blue Sky Pond, the female holy candle dragon saw a group of bird dragons hovering near the Yuntai Mother Tree. However, the residents nearby heard the sound here and came to watch.

When the thought of himself leaving, the bird dragons would divide all the fruits on the Yuntai Mother Tree. The female holy candle dragon could only swallow this breath and flew towards the Yuntai Mother Tree.

At this time, the little saint Zhulong was even more indignant and cried in the direction of the sacred wood green saint dragon and Zhu Minglang's escape.

"Sure!"

The female holy Zhulong also roared, as if to the little holy Zhulong: Why don’t you call your father back?

The little holy candle dragon immediately flew towards the thick dark clouds in the distance.

...

Zhu Minglang also flew towards the direction of the dark clouds, and soon saw Xiaobaiqi, Xiao Chang'e and Mr. Koi who were regulating his breathing among the dark clouds.

"Where is that Majestic Holy Candle Dragon?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"The master is dealing with it." said the immortal rabbit dragon.

"Painter?"

"Master Dragon Shepherd, stupid man!" The Immortal Rabbit Dragon said angrily, "Why can't you tell the difference now!"

How can Zhu Minglang be clear?

If he was not a painter, Zhu Minglang would have to worry because he was not sure about the strength of Nan Lingsha Dragon Shepherd.

"Sword Spirit Dragon, let's go over!" Zhu Minglang said.

The sword spirit dragon immediately fell in front of Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang stepped on the sword, and the sword spirit dragon suddenly turned into a galloping red light and flew towards the depths of the dark clouds.

"Slower!"

"Slower!!"

Bingchen White Dragon, Divine Wood Green Holy Dragon, Fairy Rabbit Dragon, and Mr. Koi all watched Zhu Minglang take a sword away, but the sword-like flying was probably very handsome, but there was something indescribable strange here at Zhu Minglang.

Flying with a sword, how could it be so shaky?

...

There is indeed a lack of running-in.

I wish Minglang acknowledge this.

The sword spirit dragon never seemed to be carrying people as a flying sword, it only used its usual speed.

The problem is that its speed is no different from teleportation at a short distance. Zhu Minglang is not as good as a sword master's cultivation now, and he is not in a state of awakening swordsmanship, so he really can't bear it.

Mainly it's too fast!

Flying with a sword is an extremely difficult operation.

To be honest, when Zhu Minglang saw Li Yunzi able to fly on a sword, he was surprised that he was not disguised.

Generally, only those old sword masters can perfectly control the flying sword and ensure that they are not thrown off by the flying sword when they are galloping at high altitude.

Especially when the speed is too fast, the wind resistance is no less than a heavy wall. It is difficult for a swordsman to use his body to resist this wind resistance that changes with speed.

Control the sword and achieve the perfect state.

Although Zhu Minglang used to be a powerful swordsman, he was not old and spent most of his time practicing fighting swordsmanship.

He really doesn't know how to fly a sword, which is only a sword master who has been immersed in sword cultivation for more than 40 or 50 years.

Therefore, Zhu Minglang is very envious of Li Yunzi's ability to fly with a sword.

Of course, he was also a little confused.

Li Yunzi used a sword, which was strange, unlike the orthodox sword cultivator.

She doesn't even wear a sword.
Chapter completed!