The young man smiled softly and dragged the chain in his hand upwards. Han Yiming only heard a loud "squeaking" sound in the well. Suddenly, his body felt as if he was being pressed hard. A chilling air enveloped his whole body in a moment. The colorless mirror in his hand

Suddenly it was extremely heavy, and white light came out from the white lotus on the mirror, illuminating both the white lotus and the bronze mirror below. Han Yiming wanted to tell Lingxin to be careful, but he was already so compressed that he couldn't breathe, so he opened his mouth.

But he couldn't make a sound. The young man still held the iron chain in his hand and stood in the wind, his plain clothes fluttering gently, like a jade tree in the wind, looking cool and unrestrained.

The colorless mirror in Han Yiming's hand became heavier and heavier, so heavy that he could hardly lift it. The sound of "clatter" of iron chains resounded in his ears, and there was also a vague and non-existent roar, and there was also a sound.

The sound of moving and turning sounded from time to time, but for a moment, his mind felt dizzy, and the hands on his body became sore. It hadn't even started yet, but he was already struggling to hold on. Han Yiming had experienced dragon slaying, and the white dragon died.

Before, he was useless in Bailong's barrier. His existence was insignificant compared to Bailong's existence. I don't know how deep this young man's cultivation is, but look at him volleying in the air

Li Li, with a calm demeanor, showed that his cultivation was not as strong as he could have guessed. At this time, Han Yiming had only one thought in his mind. He was not the enemy of Lingshan, but a friend of Lingshan, which was actually his blessing.

Suddenly all the sounds disappeared. Han Yiming's body was still sore, but his consciousness became clearer. There was a thick fog above Fangjing. Even with the dim moonlight, the thick fog could not be seen clearly. The thick fog dispersed instantly.

Go, a dragon appears. This is really a dragon, but it is not a golden dragon, nor a white dragon, nor a green dragon. This dragon is indigo. The dragon's head, claws, horns, and whiskers are all the brightest indigo.

, the dragon's body is covered with indigo blue dragon scales. On the dragon scales, there is a slight flow of colorful light. Only the dragon's belly is moon white. The moon white against the indigo blue is cleaner. The moonlight is really too much in front of this indigo dragon.

Cold, the luster on the dragon's body is much brighter than the moonlight, but one of the dragon's hind legs is holding the iron chain, and the iron chain is not around the hind legs, but comes from the hind legs.

The roots pass through the flesh, and the iron chain is basically embedded in the dragon!

When Han Yiming heard about the dragons he saw, in addition to green dragons, white dragons and golden dragons, he never thought that there were indigo dragons! And this kind of indigo is the purest color, and it is so blue that it is very comfortable to the eyes. This blue

The dragon was floating in the air, facing the young man. Han Yiming was suffocated by the pressure. If he hadn't been so strong, he would have been crushed to the ground long ago. He supported it with all his strength, but felt that his shoulders and back were all heavy. Then

The young man was not suppressed at all. He looked closely at the dragon with his eyes. At this time, Han Yiming also looked closely at the dragon. There was an injury on the dragon's body. Where was the injury? Although Han Yiming could not move,

, a pair of eyes saw the dragon from the beginning to the tail, and then from the tail to the head. The dragon suddenly turned its head to look at him, Han Yiming immediately lowered his eyelids and stopped looking at the blue dragon. Even if he didn't look, he felt this

The dragon was extremely cold, and its golden eyes with sharp murderous intent turned around on him. Han Yiming could not help but tremble, but only for a moment, he felt that the dragon's eyes had moved away, and he still felt

He couldn't stop shaking. It wasn't because he was afraid. He just couldn't stop shaking. He just heard the young man chuckle softly: "How can you look directly at spiritual objects in a mortal body? Haven't you suffered enough? Your master didn't teach you.

Do you want to calm down and look at it?"

Of course, he had learned to watch calmly, but the blue dragon came too quickly and suddenly, and it was indigo, which was beyond his expectation, and he was stunned for a moment. After the young man reminded him, he immediately

He breathed and closed his eyes, calming down. After a moment, both the blue dragon and the young man appeared in front of his eyes, and they could not see more clearly. They could also see the injuries on the blue dragon's body clearly. The blue dragon was embedded in the iron chain.

That leg is indeed injured, and the wound is huge. The iron chain passing through the flesh is only a small part of the injury. Half of the blue dragon's body where the iron chain penetrated has no dragon scales.

A very long scar stretches from top to bottom to the dragon's tail. The wound has not healed yet, but the shape of the wound is no longer visible. The dragon scales in the wound have not yet grown out, but the blue flesh on the dragon's tail has not yet healed.

It was almost divided into two halves. From this point of view, the injury suffered by this dragon was also extremely serious. However, the seriously injured dragon was still a dragon, still a high-ranking spiritual creature that looked down upon all living beings!

The young man just floated in the air quietly, standing opposite the blue dragon. The blue dragon and the young man were in a stalemate for a moment, twisted their bodies, and pressed down towards the mouth of the well. The dragon did not want to be their enemy, and just wanted to return to the well. Then

Purple light flashed from the young man's body, and the purple-ni sword flew out from nowhere, carrying more than a hundred purple sword lights, and slashed towards the dragon's head! The young man didn't say a word, and even took action without warning. I don't know what he was doing.

Where did he summon the Zi Ni sword, but his cultivation really surprised Han Yiming. As soon as he moved his hand, there were more than a hundred sword lights, and these more than a hundred sword lights were different from the transformed sword lights he had seen before.

, these more than a hundred sword lights are real, just like the purple neon sword changed from one to more than a hundred in the blink of an eye. Han Yiming looked at it with a pure heart, and the most discernible thing was the illusion of illusion. However, this young man did not transform, and he used it out of thin air.

One sword turned into more than a hundred swords! I have never seen such skill in sword control.

More than a hundred purple sword lights went very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they all hit the dragon's head and body. Even though Han Yiming was sitting in the white circle, he felt the sharp wind blowing against his face, like cutting and clawing, and the purple sword actually

So sharp. But the dragon scales are also extremely hard, and the sword light of the Zi Ni sword also seems to be extremely hard. When faced head-on, purple is flying all over the sky. When the first sword light hits the dragon, the colorless sword in Han Yiming's hand

The Xiangbao Mirror was already spinning, and a ray of snowy light overflowed from the white lotus. The white lotus turned into indigo in the blink of an eye, the same as the indigo on the dragon, and the petals that fell down were all indigo.

, Bai Lian is pure and pure, but this indigo flower is indescribably delicate. The blue and white petals are flying around Han Yiming, separating his soul from him on one side. On the other side, there is the young man and the dragon.

.In the snowy light emerging from the center of the indigo lotus, a branch grew out. This branch stretched upward and divided into two branches, one left and one right. The two branches further divided into two branches, growing upward, and

It twists and turns, and after a while, each branch is divided into two branches. A small flower bud grows on the branch of each branch.

Hundreds of rays of light from the Zi Ni sword struck the dragon-headed dragon, seemingly missing. But the dragon stopped its castration, turned around and floated into the air again. There was a faint smile on the young man's face, his expression was as usual, he

I don't know when there was a lavender flower blooming behind him. The flower was huge, but it only had a few petals.

Snow lotus, at this time, the light purple color on the petals of this snow lotus was extremely pale, but it could be seen clearly at a glance. The dragon suddenly opened its mouth and roared at the young man. There was a "boom" in Han Yiming's mind, and his heart

As soon as he tightened, his whole body began to tremble, and he could hardly sit still, and his heartbeat was nothing more than that. Something fell around him, a flower fell on the ground, Han Yiming glanced, and a purple water lily fell beside him. Lingxin couldn't help it.

Howl, the original shape was completed, and it fell to the ground.

Han Yiming quickly reached out to pick up the spirit core, put it into his arms, and tried his best to support it. Flower petals fell on the ground around him, in blue and white colors. There were still countless petals flying around him. Normally, he would have admired this.

The beauty of the blue and white fallen flowers, but life is at stake at this moment. Even sitting here, you have to concentrate and cannot be distracted. The blue dragon roared at the young man, and the young man just stepped back. The lavender snow lotus petals behind him
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