Hu Lanhua looked at Chen Yupeng with fear on her face. If it was reasonable for Chen Yupeng to kill Rong Qinglong, then Chen Yupeng's practice of throwing Liehuozi in front of the fire pill to kill her deeply... Rong Qinglong is more dead, but Liehuozi respected him since Chen Yupeng came to Lieyang Valley. Liehuozi almost carried out Chen Yupeng's instructions. Unexpectedly, Liehuozi died in Chen Yupeng's hands. From this, it can be introduced. If Chen Yupeng encounters danger again, wouldn't he be...

Although he was a woman, Hu Lanhua was not stupid. He didn't think he was more important than Liehuozi. She felt cold in her heart, and for a moment she pondered for a moment, then headed towards Fang Lingfei, who was not too far away from him. Although this surnamed Fang was always cold, in Hu Lanhua's opinion, he was safer than Chen Yupeng.

Just as Hu Lanhua fell beside Fang Ling, Zhao Chunli also landed on the other side of Fang Ling, and her face was also filled with fear. Zhao Chunli also saw Liehuozi's death. Her relationship with Liehuozi was pretty good, but she didn't expect that the Lieyang Valley Lord would die so miserably in the hands of her own people!

Chen Yupeng did not look at these three people, but instead used the purple light wheel to slash at the Fire Wing Dragon again. As his magic tricks were pinched, the round-shaped magic weapon instantly divided into five, and slashed towards the Fire Wing Dragon like lightning. The Fire Wing Dragon, who had suffered losses, did not resist as hard as last time. It shouted loudly, and as its body swayed, its huge body suddenly disappeared into the void.

"Be careful!" Fang Ling pulled Zhao Chunli beside him as the fire-winged dragon flew over, and then raised the white bone sword and slashed towards Zhao Chunli ten feet away.

Just as Fang Ling's sword light was slashing, the huge body of the Fire-Winged Dragon had already appeared there. The Fire-Winged Dragon, who had originally used his own speed advantage, did not expect that what was waiting for it was not delicious. It turned out to be a gloomy flying sword, and endless fierce light suddenly appeared in its red eyes. The huge head was shaking, and in an instant, a golden-red fire light rushed towards the White Bone Sword.

"Brother Fang, be careful, the firelight of this Fire-Winged Dragon is strange, don't fight it." Hu Lanhua was speaking. While she was talking, there were already more than a dozen flying needles in her hand, and she slapped the Fire-Winged Dragon's eyes hard.

Fang Ling has not seen the strange flames of the Fire-Winged Dragon. However, he did not take back the Bone Sword. First, he was not easy to dodge the Bone Sword; second, he also wanted to test how powerful the Fire-Winged Dragon's fire is. Moreover, the body of the Bone Sword is part of the Gods and Ghost Staff in the Four Directions. In terms of quality, it is also top-notch among magic weapons. It should not be difficult to resist the Fire-Winged Dragon's fire. Even if the Bone Sword is burned, Fang Ling would not be heartbroken. This Bone Sword is just a cover-up. If it is lost, it cannot hurt his roots.

The moment the red light enveloped the White Bone Sword, the White Bone Sword seemed to be on fire. However, the White Bone Sword was not burned like Hu Lanhua's flying knife, but instead a layer of gloomy white mist appeared, blocking the rolling fire from the body of the White Bone Sword.

"Dangdang!" Hu Lanhua's flying needle hit the eyelid of the Fire-Winged Dragon, making a sound like gold and iron. Although his eyes were not injured, the Fire-Winged Dragon became more and more angry. It shouted loudly. The fire pill as big as a fist was divided into three in the void, turning into three mini Fire-Winged Dragons that were ten feet long. They rushed towards Fang Ling and Chen Yupeng.

Seeing that his bone sword could actually block the flames of the Fire-Winged Dragon, Fang Ling seemed even more calm. He pinched his fingers, and the bone sword rolled up a rolling wind and rolled over toward the mini Fire-Winged Dragon. Chen Yupeng still sacrificed the purple light wheel and greeted the mini Fire-Winged Dragon. As for the other Fire-Winged Dragon, he rushed towards Zhao Chunli beside Fang Ling.

Zhao Chunli gritted her teeth and was about to sacrificial artifact that she usually didn't want to use, she suddenly found that the mini fire-winged dragon turned around and rushed towards Yi Ziling, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground when she approached her.

Yi Ziling was urging the spirit sealing banner, how could he have time to hide? Could it be that the spirit sealing banner had not been sacrificed yet, Yi Ziling was about to be buried under the attack of the Fire Winged Dragon? A hint of uneasy Zhao Chunli was about to speak for Yi Ziling to hide, but Yi Ziling suddenly opened her eyes when she lowered her head and closed her eyes.

"Sacrifice!" A low shout was spit out from Yi Ziling's mouth. With her words, eight black lights flew out from Yi Ziling's hands. The black light instantly turned into a long black banner with one zhang long on all sides, instantly surrounding the space of a hundred feet in an radius.

On the black long banner, various strange figures were drawn with white paint. As the banner swung, eight black lights rushed out of the long banner and slowly pressed towards the fire-winged dragon. The red little fire dragon rushing towards Yi Ziling hit a black light. Not only did it not knock the black light away, it was surrounded by the black light and could not move for a moment.

The Fire Winged Dragon attached great importance to its fire pill. The moment it found that the little dragon transformed from its fire pill was trapped, it did not care about attacking Fang Ling and Chen Yupeng, but instead shook its head and emitted dozens of golden and red fire lights, and hit the black light hard.

With the power of this golden red light that can turn magic weapons into powder, even if dozens of golden fire lights hit the magic weapon, it is probably difficult for ordinary magic weapons to resist. However, when these lights that were placed with great hope by the Fire Winged Dragon blasted on the black light, they became like muddy bulls.

At this moment, the Fire Winged Dragon was really panicked! Its most powerful method was the Fire Pill and the Short Corner. At this time, both methods were useless, which made it feel a huge crisis. It reluctantly looked at the mini Fire Winged Dragon transformed by the trapped one-third of the Fire Pill, and its body swayed, turning into a golden-red light, rushing wildly towards the black light.

At the beginning, the Fire Winged Dragon rushed smoothly, but when it rushed into the black light, it seemed to fall into a huge swamp, allowing it to collide with all its strength. The invisible binding force still made it extremely difficult for it to move.

Fang Ling carefully observed the eight black flags when Yi Ziling used his spiritual sense to investigate the eight small flags. The moment he used his spiritual sense to explore the eight small flags, he felt that his spiritual sense was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he could not find the slightest black light.

If this little banner is not dealing with the Fire Winged Dragon but himself, then the best way for him is to kill Yi Ziling directly when the little banner has not yet exerted its power.

The eight long banners were spinning faster and faster in the void, and the hundred-foot space continued to decrease with the rotation of the long banner. The black light surrounding the Fire-Winged Dragon became more and more intense. When the space between the eight long banners became only ten feet in size, the Fire-Winged Dragon became extremely difficult every time it moved.

The fire-winged dragon was full of anger at the beginning, and now it became full of sorrow. It seemed that it had understood that it was doomed this time. The golden red light emitted from the horn above its head became weaker and weaker.

"The spirit sealing banner of the Cainu Sect is indeed well-known. If it weren't for Junior Sister Yi this time, we would probably not be able to catch this Fire Winged Dragon!" Chen Yupeng gently grabbed the black flute and said gracefully with a smile.

Yi Ziling pinched the magic tricks and said with a smile: "This time, thanks to Brother Chen, Brother Fang, who held the Fire Winged Dragon. Otherwise, even if the little sister had the Spirit Banner in her hand, she would not be able to seal the Fire Winged Dragon."

At this moment, Yi Ziling's pale face had a hint of redness, which looked more touching than before. Chen Yupeng looked at Yi Ziling, and for a moment he was a little confused. He finally moved his eyes away from Yi Ziling's face and said softly: "Junior Sister Yi, can't this fire-winged dragon escape?"

"My spirit banner has sealed the essence of the Fire-Winged Dragon's body. It is impossible for it to move it." As Yi Ziling spoke, her white jade-like fingers pinched her hand and said, "This time, the Fire-Winged Dragon has been obtained. Ziling promised Brother Chen to hand it over to Brother Chen's hands as soon as possible."

Chen Yupeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Junior Sister Yi, we are not outsiders, why are we in a hurry!"

Speaking of this, Chen Yupeng's face suddenly changed and he said to the distance: "How is it possible? Fire Winged Dragon!"

As soon as he said this, a black green light flew out quickly from Chen Yupeng's hand and fell straight towards Yi Ziling. Fang Ling was standing ten feet away from the two of them at this time, and just saw that the black green light was a magic weapon like a rope.

It’s the magic weapon! Chen Yupeng actually used the magic weapon!

In addition to being surprised, Fang Ling did not take action. He wanted to see what Yi Ziling would do. Yi Ziling, who turned her head in Chen Yupeng's shock, showed a hint of horror on her face the moment the black green light was about to fall. Then, her body was directly tied up by the black green light.

"Senior Brother Chen Yupeng, what do you mean?" Yi Ziling, whose face changed, finally asked calmly.

"What does it mean, Junior Sister Yi, in fact, I did this for your own good. The ** Demonic Art you practiced is one of the secrets passed down by the Scream Sect. The ancestors have always relied on the harmony of yin and yang to break through the golden elixir. Junior Sister, you have great perseverance and want to force the golden elixir to break through the golden elixir by refining fire-type spiritual treasures. I admire this." Chen Yupeng said, smiling and came to Yi Ziling and said, "But, how can you let your junior sister be a delicate person? You suffer so much pain and take such a big risk? Young brother is also for you, Junior Sister, and you have to do it!" (To be continued...)
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