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Seeing a third-order Flood Dragon rushing towards, everyone's faces showed fear. They either sacrificed third-order talismans, or sacrificed some kind of powerful magic weapon to attack third-order Jiaolong.

The monks from the Golden Sword Gate pulled out their long swords and slashed towards the void. The colorful sword qi flew out and instantly merged into one, turning into a seven-colored sword light that was more than a hundred meters long, smashing the black dragon.

The monks of the Wang family sacrificed second-order puppet beasts one after another, releasing spells to attack the black dragon, and colorful spells such as cyan wind blades, red fire blades, yellow stones, silver arcs, and golden arrows hit the opposite side.

The cultivators of the Lu family took out their flying swords one after another and turned into a seven-color flying sword that was more than thirty feet long. With an amazing spiritual pressure, it slashed at the black dragon.

The methods of the monks in the Loose Cultivation Alliance are very different. Some people sacrifice magic tools, some people cast spells, and some people even retreat.

Intensive attacks hit the black Flood Dragon, the roar continued, and a large piece of spiritual light covered the black Flood Dragon's body.

An angry dragon roar sounded, and the black Flood Dragon flew out of the aura, lost a few scales, and did not suffer too much trauma.

The power of the third-order flood dragon was beyond their imagination, and they realized that they were not the opponents of the third-order flood dragon at all.

"No, run away."

I don't know who took the lead, and the monks returned along the way they came. If other third-order monsters were not dead, they would be seriously injured, but the body of the third-order flood dragon was too strong.

At this moment, Lu Qianqian shouted loudly: "All stop for me, a third-order Jiaolong will scare you all."

As soon as the voice fell, her face began to blur and twist, and with a flash of blue light, she turned into a beautiful middle-aged woman with a slender waist, and her facial features were very different from before.

"Master Uncle! Why is your old man here, no, possessed **!"

Hu Biao exclaimed, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Possession is a secret technique that only Nascent Soul cultivators can perform. The caster can greatly improve their strength and perform some magical powers of the caster. However, this secret technique has great flaws. The casting time is limited. Once the time is up, The caster will pass out, and if the situation is serious, death is also possible.

The middle-aged beautiful woman raised a finger, and a light blue flame appeared at the fingertip. The temperature in the vicinity suddenly rose. With a flick of the jade finger, the blue flame flew out of her hand and landed on the black Jiaolong accurately. It spread rapidly, wrapping the small half body of the black dragon.

The black Jiaolong had a painful expression on its face, and let out a painful roar.

The middle-aged beautiful woman slapped the black dragon with her jade hand, and countless azure lights emerged, turning into a giant blue hand more than ten feet long, and slapped the black dragon fiercely.

Boom!

The black Flood Dragon was slapped by a big cyan hand and fell to the ground from mid-air. A palm-sized cyan seal suddenly flew to the top of its head. The cyan light was released, and the cyan seal instantly swelled to the size of a hill. down, down hard.

The black Flood Dragon hurriedly spurted out a dazzling black light, holding up the cyan seal, preventing the black seal from falling.

A ray of blue light shot out, and disappeared into the black dragon's right eye in a flash, and its right eye suddenly bleeds continuously, making a miserable cry.

Taking this opportunity, the cyan seal's rays of light soared and smashed down.

With an earth-shattering loud noise, the ground shook violently, and most of the cyan seals submerged into the ground, making it difficult for the black dragon to die.

It took less than five breaths from the appearance of the beautiful middle-aged woman to when she cast a spell to kill the black dragon.

Wang Youwei and the others looked at each other in dismay, and no one dared to act rashly.

"The little cubs of the Lu family and Wang family, hand over all the elixir on your body, otherwise, don't blame this palace for being rude."

The middle-aged beautiful woman said in a cold voice, according to her original plan, in the last few days, she will use her supernatural power to kill most of the foundation-building cultivators and plunder the elixir in their hands. It's not surprising that anything can happen in the secret realm.

Now that the core inheritance of Wulong Palace has appeared, she has to show up in advance. It's not that she dare not kill other people, but there is a reason. First, no one knows how strong the ban is. She wants to keep these people as cannon fodder. ; Second, there are descendants of high-level monks among these people, and there are many means of life-saving on their bodies. Her body is only a foundation-building monk, and she cannot exert too much strength. If it is hard, it will be thankless. Save their lives and **** all the elixir first.

"Mrs. Wei, I knew you would play tricks."

Lu Jingru said with a sneer, her facial features were blurred, and she turned into a charming young woman in a blue dress, who was also possessed.

Wang Youwei and the other Wang family cultivators looked at each other, and the Wang family also had Nascent Soul cultivators, but they were all in seclusion, so naturally it was impossible to use possessive **.

"Mrs. Lu, you are also using possessive power on the younger generation!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman frowned, and in this way, her abacus was in vain.

"Old Ghost Sun, don't hide it, come out!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes turned and fell on Liu Hu.

"Hey, you can't hide it from Mrs. Wei."

Liu Hu smiled and turned into a middle-aged man with a dignified face.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators were Master Jindao from the Golden Sword Gate, Madam Qingyan from the Sanctuary Alliance, and Master Yanshui from the Lu Family.

The three of them looked at Wang Youwei in unison, with different expressions.

Wang Youwei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said nothing.

"It seems that Qinglian Immortal Companion is in retreat, and there is no chance to display the possession!"

"If that's the case, then let the Wang family cultivator open the way!"

Mrs. Qingyan's tone was indifferent~www.readwn.com~ seemed to be talking about a trivial disappearance.

The Wang family was originally an advantageous group. A third-order flood dragon blasted out three old monsters, and the situation suddenly reversed. The faces of Wang Youwei and others turned ugly.

Jindaomen and San Xiumeng each had a cultivator who was possessed by the Yuanying cultivator, and a cultivator in the Lu family was possessed by the Yuanying cultivator, but the Wang family did not, so naturally they wanted the Wang family cultivator to play the vanguard and become cannon fodder.

"We three old guys are here, we don't need anyone to be the vanguard, get the treasure as soon as possible! Possession can't last for too long, the time is too long, and our possessed juniors will die directly."

The real Yanshui supported the Wang family, but she looked up and saw that the Lu and Wang families were close neighbors. Seeing the face of Qinglian Xianlu, she didn't mind selling a favor. Furthermore, to protect the Wang family cultivator, if the two sides fought, how much would she be able to do? Do me a favor.

Mrs. Qingyan and Master Jindao looked at each other without arguing. They really couldn't be possessed for too long. Master Yanshui made it clear that he wanted to protect the Wang family.

As soon as Mrs. Qingyan closed the magic formula, the cyan seal quickly shrank, flew back to her sleeve and disappeared, and she put away the black dragon's body.