"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm the son of the left priest of the Temple of Light, the young master of the Yuan clan, I can give you whatever you want." Yuan Xiangzhi was scared and cried out hysterically.

It's a pity that he never thought about how, with the arrogance of the dragon, he would put a son of the left priest in his eyes.

Seeing the magic dragon getting closer and closer, Yuan Xiangzhi's legs clamped with great difficulty trembled, and a warm and fishy liquid flowed out again.

Gao Weihu and Su Baoer were not as unbearable as him, both holding their weapons tightly, but unfortunately their spiritual power was like a mire, and they couldn't work if they tried their best.

"Bahuang, Shenyu!" At this moment, Mu Hanyan's clear shout sounded again, and a flame spear pierced toward the dragon's chest.

Gao Weihu and Su Baoer both looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise, knowing that the dragon is not only a legendary beast, but also a top powerhouse among the beasts. Its coercion is so strong that in their opinion, it is not under the priest of the soul. The cultivator can resist.

Mu Hanyan's strength is indeed amazing, but obviously he has not yet reached the realm of a divine soul priest, so he can actually ignore the pressure of this divine beast.

How did they know that this is not the first time that Mu Hanyan has encountered a divine beast. Among the four legendary beasts, apart from the gluttonous beasts, they have not dealt with each other, and all the others have already fought each other, and the 梼杌 has become her. Her sword pet, even the unicorn beast, which ranks above the four fierce beasts, is also her sword pet.

Relying on the contact with Ying Xiao and Liu Guang, her resistance to the coercion of the beasts far exceeds that of the masters of the same level. From this point alone, even many gods and soul priests may not be comparable to her.

Seeing that Mu Hanyan could actually ignore the power of his divine beast, the giant dragon's eyes also showed a bit of surprise, but this alone was not enough to make it awe.

In the desolation of the dragon's roar, the sharp claws of the dragon with endless slashes, struck Mu Hanyan again. The sharp claws slid through the air, and unexpectedly brought out a piece of sparks, as if the space was torn by it.

"Choke!" The dragon claw swept across the fire spear, making a sound of gold and iron.

As a canopy of sparks flew away, Mu Hanyan was hit by a boulder, and back again and again, and a ray of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

The domineering dragon's body also shook fiercely, and drops of crimson blood dripped from the dragon's claws.

Gao Weihu and Su Bao'er were completely stunned. They never dreamed that Mu Hanyan would have the power to fight against the legendary dragon clan powerhouse, and still not let go.

The eyes of the two stayed on Mu Hanyan's body, and they soon discovered the strangeness.

At this time, Mu Hanyan, wearing a star and moon battle crown, wearing a glazed sacred garment, and a blood shield of the Underworld God on his left arm, the cloak behind him was hunting in the wind.

The star-moon battle crown exudes a spot of light that is white like a moon and cold as a star, the glazed saint clothes exudes a multicolored glow, and the blood shield of the dark **** is reddish, reflecting the golden light of the dark cloud yarn. , Forming a strange light and illusion, in the faint, there is a black dragon phantom entrenched behind Mu Shouyan.

Mu Hanyan's long dark hair was dancing in the wind, so holy, yet majestic and inviolable.

Gao Weihu and Su Baoer's surprised eyes also showed unconcealed awe.

Based on their family background, they are no strangers to magical instruments. In fact, like Yuan Xiangzhi, Su Baoer also wears a protective magical instrument on her body, and the giant hammer in Gao Weihu's hand is itself a magical weapon. However, Mu Hanyan's star-moon battle crown, colored glaze saint clothing, underworld blood shield, and Cangxuan cloak gave them completely different feelings.

The faintly escaping agility and laws of accumulation gave them the feeling of a living spirit. Is it an artifact?

Su Baoer couldn’t believe her guess. Although Mu Hanyan was the chief priest of the Huayu Temple, and the Huayu Temple was one of the oldest temples in the entire Gods Continent, perhaps it’s not too strange to come up with an artifact. But the four artifacts are definitely not something the chief priest of the Temple of Flower Rain can get.

Not to mention the chief priest of the Huayu Temple, even her father, the chief priest of the Guangming Temple, would find it difficult to take out four artifacts at once.

In contrast, Gao Weihu's mood was somewhat calmer, after all, he had already guessed the origin of Mu Hanyan's identity. But even if Mu Hanyan is from the Holy Palace Continent, it is not so easy to own so many artifacts, right? What is her identity in the Holy Palace Continent?

Unlike the shock and doubts of Gao Weihu and Su Baoer, Mu Hanyan once again saw these four familiar artifacts on her body, but she smiled helplessly in her heart.

The artifact is indeed a artifact, but its power is not as powerful as Gao Weihu Su Baoer imagined.

Just as the ancient tree of life took root in her heart veins and connected to her meridians, she discovered that the laws of heaven and earth in the continent of Gods suppressed her a lot, although the restoration of kendo cultivation was extremely Slowly, but these artifacts have begun to repair themselves, gradually accumulating energy.

The reason why he was able to compete with Typhoon War just now was not only because of the power of the Eight Desolate Gods, but also the powerful defense of these four artifacts. Otherwise, no matter how strong the attack power of the Bahuang Shenyue is, her physical defense is still far from the dragon clan, and she will inevitably be severely injured while hurting the wind.

Just like the Supreme Longwei that forcibly resisted the Tyrant Wind just now, the energy accumulated by the four artifacts has been exhausted, and now it is just a mere appearance, it is impossible to block the next attack of Tyrant Wind.

"It turns out that the strength of the legendary dragon clan is nothing more than that." Mu Hanyan let out a sullen breath, pressing his worries to the bottom of his heart, and looking at the domineering wind with a calm expression, strong confidence emerged from his body.

With her current situation, she would definitely have no chance to fight against the wind, and it would be difficult to even escape. Can only count on these four artifacts to frighten each other and let it retreat.

I have to admit that Miss Mu is a human being. She has experienced life and death, and her combat experience is far more comparable to that of Yuan Xiangzhi. Even in the face of such a difficult situation, she still maintains absolute calmness, and she does not see the slightest hesitation on her face. Decided, not to mention the half-hearted panic. I'm going to change Yuan Xiangzhi, I'm probably scared.

Oh, yes, that guy has been fainted.

While pretending, Mu Hanyan glanced at the others. Although Gao Weihu, Su Bao'er, and Gao Ji'en were shocked, they still held their weapons tightly and were ready to fight to the death. Mu Hanyan secretly admired their determination. On the contrary, Yuan Xiangzhi, the strongest among the few people, was so scared as soon as Typhoon rushed up, and died on the spot.