Chapter 109 Volon Tower

Xia Qiu walked in the direction of the Amber Dragon Palace with her memory. She was alone at the bottom of the lake, relying only on the light of the night pearl, and there was always some fear.

A small blue fish suddenly appeared beside her, circled around her a few times as if spiritual, and then swam in front of her. She wondered if it was to lead the way for herself? By this, I decided to follow it forward.

After a while, the dimly lit Amber Dragon Palace really appeared in front of her, and the little fish only gently waved its tail and disappeared.

She struggled to go upstream, through the barrier to isolate the lake made by demonism, and came to the courtyard of the Amber Dragon Palace. The soldier patrolling there stopped her. Just as he was about to ask about her identity, another soldier beside him reminded him, "This is the signator of the human blood alliance who came with the demon king, Lord Fox and the young master!"

When the soldier heard this, he quickly let her go.

After entering the Amber Dragon Palace, she was led by the demon servant in the palace to the bed of the old dragon king. The Amber Dragon King lay on **, with a painful expression on his face, and sweat oozed on his forehead and eyebrows, like a person who was being tortured by dreams.

Xia Qiu moved a chair, sat down in front of his bed and held one of his hands. Then she closed her eyes and tried to force herself into a state of separation.

After a severe headache, she felt a trace of cold wind blowing over her head, and her face with a tingling forehead was a little itchy. She opened her eyes and found that she had come to a completely strange world.

Dark clouds are covered on the cracked earth, and lightning cuts through the sky, shining out the black tower standing in front of it. There were bursts of sadness in the tower, and then the big raindrops fell down, and she ran to the tower. A stone tablet in front of the tower was engraved with the words Fulong Tower. She guessed that this should be the place where the Amber Dragon King was imprisoned. Without thinking about it, she opened the heavy double door under the tower and walked into the tower.

The inside of the tower was dark, and only the ghost fire fluctuated in the air. A strange laughter suddenly sounded, which shocked Xia Qiu hurriedly called out the plum blade. The laughter led her to the downward spiral staircase. Because she was not used to the darkness around her in advance, she almost fell down.

She listened to the laughter coming up from under the stairs. Intertwined with the sadness she had heard before, she carefully turned down. The curvature of the rotating stairs down, the wider the space below is very wide. The light here is no different from the top, but her eyes are getting used to it.

Several fluorescent ghost fires flew past her, making her stop moving for the time being. As soon as she stopped, she heard the rapid footsteps in front of her. Looking through the faint light of the ghost fire, a dark shadow was running down, and she chased it all the way to the end of the stairs.

This is the main body of the tower. Countless ghost fires light up at the same time in an instant, illuminating the whole space.

In the middle of a huge column goes straight to the top of the tower, and there is a white dragon hovering on the column. The dragon is almost the same except that it is several times larger than the dragon transformed by thousands of riders. Its dragon's head is down on the ground, and the sad sound is made by it.

Xia Qiu knew that it must be the real form of the Amber Dragon King. She walked to her and saw a golden feather inserted in the white dragon's forehead.

She called out, "Lord Dragon King!"

What could be answered was another voice.

How's it going? Isn't it beautiful? Look at that pure gold!"

As soon as she turned around and stood behind her, it was the human-shaped shield skin, so she scolded angrily, "What did you do to the Amber Dragon King?"

The shield skin of the human posture is quite tall, dressed in black, wearing a gauze crown, and crossing his hands in front of his chest and asking her, "Do you know what the natural enemy of the dragon is?"

Xia Qiu shook his head.

He continued, "The natural enemy of the dragon is Garuda. This kind of roc golden-winged bird feeds on the dragon. It is the only mythical beast that can restrain the dragon."

The shield skin suddenly flashed to Xia Qiu, stroked the golden feather on the white dragon's dragon's head, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that just such a feather could make Lord Dragon King so painful!"

Xia Qiu turned around and waved the plum blade in his hand, but the shield skin dispersed like smoke. She quickly reached out to pull out the feather on the top of the white dragon's head. She tried the feather several times, but it was still firmly there.

"How could this happen?!" She couldn't help sighing.

"Once this feather is inserted, no one but me can pull it out!" The shield appeared behind her again and said that this time he was suspended in the air.

"What kind of hatred does Amber Dragon King have with you? Do you have to hurt him like this?" Xia Qiu asked that she couldn't think of any connection between the old dragon king and the shield skin that had not been in the world for a long time.

"It's strange that as a mythical beast, he not only fell into the demon world, turned to the demon king fox, but also took over Dongyao. Because of his arrival, my descendants gradually forgot me! For so many years, I have been waiting for the opportunity to be resurrected. Just as I was about to succeed, he wanted to help you destroy the fish rock. It's not that I want to be his enemy, but that he has repeatedly done me good deeds!" The shield's face responded to her with a disgusted expression.

"But I have to save the Amber Dragon King!" Xia Qiu doesn't want to talk to him much, because the situation of the old Dragon King will only get worse and worse.

"Let's talk about winning first!" The shield said and reached out his weapon, which was a red coral sword about four feet long.

This time, Xia Qiu decided to take the initiative to attack. She jumped up and there was an oblique cut in front of the shield skin.

"Dang!"

The plum blade and the coral sword collided together to make a sound. Xia Qiu and the shield skin competed with each other through the sword, and the demonic cyclone of the two was also formed around the body.

The demonic cyclone of the shield skin is like the black ink he spewed out in the form of an octopus, like a black hole behind him in an attempt to devour Xia Qiu's pink demonic cyclone. Xia Qiu also showed no weakness. Although she was fighting alone at this moment, her companions supported her spiritually.

She must win this battle!

The reason is very simple, because it is related to the life and death of Qianqi's father, Amber Dragon King. She still remembered the instructions in Qianqi's eyes when she left the temple at the bottom of the lake, which was heavy but also gave her strength.

It was difficult to distinguish the strength, and the shield skin couldn't help looking at the human girl in front of her. There must be an extremely powerful soul in this fragile body, otherwise she would not have such a resolute look.

He finally pushed it open, flashed behind her and waved his sword down. He thought he would be able to do it, but he didn't expect that she only slightly dodged it.

Xia Qiu is eager to save the Dragon King and becomes bolder. She is no longer so obsessed with the knife skill she usually learns, but relies on the guidance of feeling and the plum blade to make her movements light and rapid.

She and the shield shuttled between the ghost fire in the air and crossed at a very fast speed. In the shadow of the sword, black and pink lines were drawn.

The swordsmanship of the shield is strong, but it also has a smooth sense of water.

He suddenly turned around the plum blade in Xia Qiu's hand with a coral sword, and the plum blade began to vibrate up and down uncontrollably, and he took the opportunity to kick Xia Qiu from the air to the ground with a roundabout. The foot was kicking on her lower abdomen, and as soon as she straightened up from the ground, she suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The shield skin will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. Before she recovered, he cut down at her with a sword. Fortunately, she reacted in time, and a fish jumped to one side to avoid the blow.

Immediately after that, she began to be at a disadvantage. In addition to dodging, she could not fight at all, and she fell into fatigue.

"Master! In the world, the soul will become more powerful after leaving the body, and both speed and strength will be doubled! Let me help you with the plum blade!" The voice of the plum blade came from Xia Qiu's mind.

Shield Skin was about to use his current advantage to solve his opponent quickly. The phantom of a woman in red with a white mask suddenly appeared and landed on the human girl and overlapped with her to hold the plum blade together.

The girl also seemed to have changed in an instant. He felt that she was much faster than before, and with an indescribable confidence. She used a completely different set of knife method just now. This knife method was like a dream. When the blade was waving, countless red plum petals fell one after another. If it weren't for the fierce fight, the shield skin even wanted to stop and enjoy the picture.

Xia Qiu only felt that her movements were getting faster and faster with the plum blade, and it was more and more compatible with her own demonic power, which simply reached the state of becoming one.

She turned the shield to one side with a horizontal rotation, and then pressed him to the ground with another vertical split.

The moment his feet fell to the ground, he used the power to bounce her away. Just as he was about to fight back, she flashed behind him and a vertical round cut. The shield skin almost knelt down and leaned back to catch the blow, and his back was very close to the ground.

He blocked Xia Qiu's knife with the help of his elbow. He turned his body into the air and stood still and gasped. He knew in his heart that if he went on like this, he had to lose, but he was unwilling to accept the fact that he had to struggle again.

He once again raised his coral sword to attack Xia Qiu, but she stood there inconceively and did not dodge.

A piece of plum petal fell on the blade in her hand. He rushed to her. Before he could realize what had happened, he only saw a flash of glow, and her knife had been cut from him.

"The cold shadow burys the plum soul, and the cold blade breaks the universe."

After her voice, the plum petal was still there. There was no blood dripping on the blade, and he had knelt on the ground, and the black blood splashed out. If he hadn't clenched the coral sword in his hands and tried to hold it, he would have fallen into the pool of blood.

I didn't expect that after waiting for so long, he still failed to fulfill his long-cherished wish. This may be his fate. No one can reverse it. In this case, he has to accept his fate. He reached out and raised his hand, and the golden feather inserted on the top of the white dragon's head was pulled out, and he fell down and broke his breath.

Bai Long quickly opened his eyes, slid down the column with a long sigh, flew to Xia Qiu with a wave, winked at her and nodded.

Then she rushed straight up and broke through the tower and flew into the air.