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Chapter 737

Seeing the green flying dragon rushing towards him, Xue Yilan was shocked but not confused.

She shook out a colorful brocade handkerchief. As soon as the brocade handkerchief was put out, it instantly became extremely huge, dissipating a faint pressure, and wrapped the green flying dragon tightly with amazing momentum.

The green flying dragon was already very large, about a hundred feet long, but when it was wrapped in a colorful brocade handkerchief, it could only struggle within the brocade handkerchief, and bursts of dragon roars, but it could do nothing.

"receive!"

Xue Yilan shouted coldly, and the colorful brocade handkerchief kept shrinking, making a "crackling" squeezing sound.

This is an ancient spiritual weapon that Xue Yilan got from the self-supporting Dan Tower, which can attack and defend, and is quite powerful. When Xue Yilan saw it, she immediately felt happy and sacrificed it.

Ye Ning was still worried, but at this moment, he felt relieved when he saw Xue Yilan taking over the green flying dragon. He thought to himself that this ancient spiritual weapon of Tongtian was definitely not inferior to the soul-devouring beads and five-colored feather fan he obtained, and his magical powers were extraordinary. Generally speaking, the ancient spiritual weapon of Tongtian with its appearance that can be changed is extremely rare, and all monks in ancient times regarded it as a treasure. Xue Yilan's colorful brocade handkerchief can be worn as a brocade robe or as a shield to resist attacks. It is absolutely rare.

When Xuan Feng saw that her attack was easily broken by the other party, and even the one-eyed blue dragon stick that had been with her for many years had been trapped in a little girl's strange magic weapon, she became angry and prepared to kill her!

"Little girl, you are seeking death by yourself! Don't blame me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crazy spiritual power surged towards the green flying dragon trapped in the colorful brocade handkerchief! Suddenly, the flying sand and stones flew, and the green flying dragon's momentum rose sharply, and the colorful brocade handkerchief continued to expand, making the "crack" sound of rupture.

Ye Ning was shocked and shouted: "Old woman, do you want to repeat the same mistake?! You dare to kill the Snow Saint?"

Xuan Feng was "a snake bitten by a person, but was afraid of the rope for ten years." After hearing Ye Ning's words, he thought to himself whether this little girl is also a descendant of some big shot?

Just at this moment, Ming Lei shouted in a sudden voice, "Madam, stop quickly, she is the saint of the island in Yuehu Lake!"

Xuan Feng's face changed drastically. He hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power and allowed the green flying dragon to turn back into the one-eyed green dragon stick. He was rolled up by a colorful brocade handkerchief and fell into Xue Yilan's hands. Xuan Feng was afraid of being imprisoned by the third-grade immortal king. He finally took advantage of the other party's tribulation to sneak out. How could he offend a more powerful master? Tianwu Immortal Lord, the island owner of the island in Yuehu, is known as the number one Qingluo Great Six. He lent Xuan Feng a courage, and she did not dare to kill Tianwu Immortal Lord's beloved disciple.

She turned her head and said to Ming Lei Finger: "Dead old man, why didn't you say it earlier? How noble is the saint on the island in Yuehu Lake? How could we offend?"

Ming Lei drooped his head and said innocently: "Madam, I..."

Before Ming Lei could finish his words, Xuan Feng slapped over and said, "In front of me, how dare you call yourself a husband?! I haven't been hit for a few days, will you be itchy?"

Ming Lei lowered his head, his old face turned red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, yes, I realized that I was wrong. I also met the saint in the jade slip more than 60 years ago. I recognized it just now. Don't blame my wife."

"Jade Slip?" Xuan Feng widened his eyes and looked at Ming Lei, as if he wanted to see the flowers from his face.

Ming Lei knew that this was the prelude to her anger.
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