Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

Cheng An stood there in a daze.

This realization made it difficult for her to conceal her shock and helplessness.

She knew very well that Dan Feng was Dan Feng and Dan Heng was Dan Heng. If you insist on treating Dan Heng as Dan Feng, why don't you compare him with other times?

But, maybe there are some things that will never change no matter how long it takes, no matter if it is reincarnation or something else. The background and persistence buried in the blood, from one person to another, may also be an immortal inheritance.

Similar but not identical.

It's hard to describe, really hard to describe in every way.

She finally understood why Dan Feng started the Yinyue Rebellion in the original novel.

Bai Heng was just a fuse. No matter which partner got into trouble, he would go down this path. As a Dragon Lord, there was a deep gap between him and the Dragon Master, and it was difficult for him to have a heart-to-heart with people of the same clan. It was rare for him to have a few close friends. He remained calm on the surface, but in fact, he cared about everyone.

Dan Feng was determined to fight for a new life for his friend.

To this end, he was even willing to do it at all costs.

Cheng An couldn't comment on anything, and she had no right to say whether this was selfish or not, because perhaps now she was also included in the scope of this "friend". She had no right to blame someone who regarded her as a partner and valued her to this extent.

Those with vested interests have no right to make accusations.

She could only persuade.

"What if it fails?" Cheng An's voice was a little difficult. She knew that the original plot was about the dragon-transforming magic method to revive, and that one would definitely fail. What about his attempt this time? It would probably not succeed either.

Dan Feng: "Then I will bear the blame alone. There is no other way to deal with the evil spirit body. This may be the only hope."

Hearing this, Ying Xing also frowned and looked over. Dan Feng had asked him to be an accomplice, but this man had been secretly preparing to take the responsibility. Originally, he thought that at most he could sacrifice himself in exchange for the possibility of a subversive result, but now he regretted it a little. He was not a person who dared to do something but not to take responsibility.

Cheng An took a deep breath and said, "Give up, Brother Feng, you won't succeed."

Dan Feng: "Are you going to stop me?"

"No, your method won't work. There are too many mysteries in the dragon transformation method, and it is difficult to comprehend the true and correct way. You will cause trouble this time." There was sadness in her eyes, a music box appeared beside her, and she held the sword in her hand.

He sighed, "I have to give it a try, and you can't stop me now."

Dan Feng looked in another direction and saw a faint flickering golden light not far away.

"You haven't already done it, have you?" Cheng An widened his eyes in disbelief.

She looked at Dan Feng and then at Ying Xing, and they both nodded.

Ugh! I can't stand it! Did I say so much just to express my inner thoughts and distract her?

How could I miss it right in front of me!

She quickly took out the jade sign and called Bai Heng. The person who had been waiting in the air answered the call immediately. She immediately said, "Sister Bai Heng, go and get Master over here. Something is going to happen here. I may not be able to defeat him!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden light over there became brighter, and there was a faint trace of black energy mixed in, which made the originally dazzling golden light look a little ominous.

This looked a little strange. "What kind of experiment are you doing?" She rushed over and turned her wrist. The sword was covered with a layer of red flames. She jumped up and stood on the sword. Jingliu also taught her how to fly with a sword, but she was easily unstable and didn't dare to try it easily. But when she didn't fall over, it was much faster than running on two legs.

As long as we move faster, even if another evil dragon is created, we can strangle it in the cradle.

"It is recorded in the ancient books of the Chiming that the source of the power of abundance plus the blood of the person who fulfilled it, supplemented by the magic of dragon transformation, should have the effect of rebirth, and all the old things can be restored." Dan Feng was also betting on a possibility. Seeing Cheng An's look, he followed.

But it was still a step too late. The golden light that shot up into the sky darkened into black in a few breaths, and a dragon-like creature gradually took shape. When the light faded, the black dragon flew in the air with its fangs and claws bared, and its roar was like a rich evil creature on the battlefield.

Cheng An was not far from it at this time, just two steps away. She looked up, feeling that fate was playing tricks on her: Why is it still a dragon? !

While the dragon hadn't caused any damage or casualties, she quickly flew up on her sword and took the opportunity to fly in front of the black dragon to attract its attention. The music box followed behind her, flashing red light. Sure enough, the dragon had no target, and when it saw something coming towards it, it immediately rushed over with a roar.

Dan Feng finally realized that his and Ying Xing's attempt had ended in failure. He felt disappointed and painful, and his hope of eradicating the evil spirit was finally shattered.

He had a cold face, gritted his teeth secretly, and flew to catch up with Cheng An.

But he said that since he had taken responsibility for the crime, he should solve the trouble he had created and not let her get involved.

The fire from the music box left a red trail along the road. She fled up and down, left and right, and the automatic dodge came in handy again, which made the dragon so fast but couldn't catch her.

The black dragon became furious when he saw that he was being tricked. Black flames came out of his mouth and ginkgo branches spread out from his claws, like a dragnet, moving towards her.

Cheng An sneered in her heart. Ha, although she felt very uneasy, the second rule of the ghost-walking manual was: Never look back! She just kept rushing forward. As long as she had faith, the dragon would never be able to hit her!

As a result, she really dodged the black dragon's attack, but the net she stretched out did not miss the target, but instead smashed heavily on the buildings below.

She felt her heart suddenly go cold. Oh no, they were flying too low! There would be casualties. If there were too many casualties, the outcome would be irreversible, and it could even be worse!

She started to ascend immediately, but ascending with a sword is a technical job. Every time she practiced, she would lose her balance at this stage and fall hard. This time, she couldn't afford to let down.

She gritted her teeth and exerted force, and the sword under her feet turned upward in an arc like surfing, and then her foot slid, and the sword moved from under her feet to above her head.

I didn’t step on it again!

Ruined!

Cheng An watched helplessly as the sword with a silver background and dark red rose pattern was spinning alone above her, but the whistling wind in her ears reminded her that she was falling. It was like a slow motion, as if she could finish it herself in the next second without the Black Dragon taking action.

But at that moment, it was as if God had opened his eyes, and something cold suddenly supported her body, allowing her to stop falling. Realizing that she was fine, she quickly sat up.

Cool and invisible, wet, is it water?

She looked up and quickly found the green figure. Dan Feng followed and was fighting with the black dragon. Every blow was fatal.

She quickly recalled her sword and music box, and while the dragon's attention was attracted by Dan Feng, she flew over there on her sword.

She shouted: "Brother Feng! Do you know this guy's weakness?"

Dan Feng seemed to be entangled very tightly, and the battle over there was also very critical. He didn't care too much and quickly said, "Above the head."

Cheng An, who got the key information, did not doubt it. It was too late to think too much about the situation. The black dragon was too big, and a sweep of its tail could create a large area of ruins. It had already caused damage to an area. If this attack missed, the Linyuan Realm would have to be completely rebuilt.

She gathered all her strength and flew to the top of the black dragon's head. She withdrew the sword from her feet and dropped it between the two horns of the evil creature. She changed her sword-holding posture with a flick of her wrist, and red flames instantly burned fiercely on the silver-white sword.

Then he thrust the thin sword hard into the dragon's head.

Cheng An tried his best to steady himself, closed his eyes and shouted: "Brother Danfeng, get out of the way!"

The evil creature roared towards the sky after being stimulated, and then a large number of black ginkgo branches and leaves began to emerge from its body. Bursts of black smoke seemed to be a tangible ominous aura, spreading from it.

It rushed around in pain. Cheng An was afraid that it would cause too many casualties, so she used her pure power to pry open the dragon's horns to control its direction. The force of its death struggle was too great. She felt the bumps on the top of the dragon's head, which were more exciting than a roller coaster, and she was about to lose control.

At this moment, a long sword with a strong chill fell from the sky, and with one strike, it knocked the seriously injured and struggling black dragon down from the air. The chill spread, and the giant fell to the ground with a bang, and dust rose up everywhere. Soon it lay in the ruins, completely motionless.