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"You've offended my wife. There will be no need to see her again in the future." After speaking, Di Mo Jiu's palms released a black stream of qi, repelling the three of them. The three of them all felt an intense pain in their hearts as traces of blood seeped out from the corners of their mouths.

The man in black glanced at each other, seeing the fear in the eyes of Di Mo Jiu's opponent. They couldn't beat Di Mo Jiu in a fight.

"Hmph. Since you are not willing to talk, then don't blame us for being heartless." After speaking, a black-clad man retrieved a dark red scroll and stared at Di Mo Jiu with a sinister light in his eyes.

"This is that Lord's attack. Let me see how you are going to block it."

Di Mo Jiu's expression didn't change. He stared at the scroll in the black clothed man's hands and fell into deep thought. Just who was on it? Such a large sum? Even the upper echelons were rare.

"Look at this!" The man in black opened the scroll and injected spiritual power into Di Mo Jiu, only to see a huge Soaring Snake flying out with a suffocating pressure. Its wings covered the sky with spiritual power and its huge tongue was sticking out its tongue, glowing with red light as it stared at Di Mo Jiu.

This was the transformation of spirit into form. Using one's own mental energy to transform spirit energy into the form of a magical beast, launching a large-scale attack. The strength of the magical beast depended on the strength of the user, and was equivalent to a clone, most suitable for use in a group battle.

"Roar ~ ~ Roar ~ ~" Suddenly, a dragon's roar sounded out. At the bottom of the cliff, Jun Qiyan's golden dragon was rolling in the clouds as a multicolored golden light flowed out from her body. In her hands was a human figure; it was none other than Gu Yao.

Soon after was the dragon race led by the little gold dragon. They had already been lurking at the foot of the mountain for a long time, waiting for Jun Qiyan's order.

"Dragon?" How can there be a dragon? " The three men in black retreated in fear. Why would the dragon race come here?

The majestic army of dragons soared into the air amidst the clouds, bringing a huge pressure upon everyone. Jun Qiyan pulled Gu Yao to a safe position and flew towards the Soaring Snake formed by spiritual energy.

"Ninth Master, I'm here." When Feng Chenlang and the rest saw this, they hurriedly grabbed the nearby dragon as well and flew up as well. This land was too steep and countless people had already fallen down, so it was much safer to bring flying dragons with them.

"Ninth Master, let's go together." Jun Qiyan's voice rang out in Di Mo Jiu's mind. Di Mo Jiu was sitting on the dragon's back, and his fingers were touching the bright and vibrant dragon scales of Jun Mo Xie's dragon god. Suddenly, his fingers began to heat up.

"I better get down." Di Mo Jiu uncomfortably said. His voice sounded like a stream of bluestone as his eyes sparkled.

"Why? The terrain here is extremely steep and is not suitable for battle." Jun Qianyan was puzzled. Why did Di Mo Jiu's tone sound so weird? It didn't resemble him at all.

"I can fly." His black hair fluttered in the wind, and only a jade hairpin was tied on top of his hair, revealing his bright and clean forehead. Below that was a pair of dense, sword-like eyebrows, which looked like a hawk soaring in the sky, free and honorable.

His long eyes moved along his brows, revealing a pair of clear eyes. The black robe wrapped around his body made him look elegant and graceful. The collar of his clothes revealed the purple and black color of his clothes. It was evil, mysterious and noble.

Jun Qiyan turned her head to look, and a trace of hot air unconsciously rose from her face. When she recalled the scene of Di Mo Jiu sitting on top of her, her heart began to beat even faster.

Her husband was so handsome!

On the other side, the Soaring Serpent had been completely ignored. It couldn't help but emit an even stronger might, interrupting Jun Qiyan's mood to admire the beautiful man.

Jun Qianyan's brows furrowed as he turned the Soul Devouring Flame into a fierce sword and stabbed forward with a lightning speed.

The long sword pierced through the huge body of Soaring Snake. The Soaring Snake flapped its wings and let out a loud roar. However, the roar soon disappeared. The Soaring Snake became more violent and flapped its wings towards everyone.

The battle at the top of the mountain was extremely intense. If the Soaring Snake reached the top of the mountain, it would definitely smack everyone off the mountain with an earth-shattering force.

Jun Qianyan's complexion was haughty as he took the dragon race and rushed towards the enormous Soaring Snake. The Soaring Snake had been forced back by the spiritual energy forces and the noble pressure of the dragon race, and had flown to another part of the clouds, closely followed by Jun Qiyan.

Suddenly, the clouds around her started to slowly swirl, and the strong power of the dark clouds started to form a huge tornado. The tornado carried an unstoppable amount of spiritual energy as it struck towards the Soaring Snake, creating a gap in the spiritual energy of the Soaring Snake.

Jun Qiyan was so happy that everyone started to rush towards the gap in the spiritual energy. The Soaring Snake was in pain as it flapped its enormous wings at Jun Qianyan with a frightening pressure.

Everyone was immediately suppressed by this pressure and could not move at all. They could only watch helplessly as the Soaring Snake's gigantic wings swept through the air like a violent storm, bringing with them distortions and upheavals as it pummeled towards them.

The clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared and countless spatial rifts appeared. It was as if the rifts were about to collapse, but they quickly recovered.

"Pfft ~" The army of the dragon clan was completely broken up. Jun Qiyan flew along with the aura for several miles as she spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.

"Qiyan, are you alright?" Di Mo Jiu immediately went over to Jun Qiyan's side and looked at her with a pained expression.

"I'm fine. I was struck by that pressure." Jun Qiyan gave Di Mo Jiu a comforting smile, then turned into his human form and looked at the Soaring Snake with a pair of shining eyes.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in the Soaring Snake's body was dissipating along the spiritual energy gap, but its strength could no longer be underestimated.

"Little gold dragon, I remember that the dragon race can control water, right?" Jun Qiyan transformed into a human form and flew towards the small treasury.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Jin Long's expression was dark as he looked hesitantly at Jun Feiyan.

"Cover these people up for me." Jun Qiyan smiled charmingly, and the blood on her mouth looked extremely seductive. Perhaps these beasts didn't have any meaning, she wouldn't be afraid even if they all died.

"Yes, but it will take time." The dragon race extracted the seawater that surrounded the dragon race. Coincidentally, their dragon race's chassis was located in the extreme east, and this was also the most eastern end of the Eastern Profound Continent. It was a perfect place to pour water over the Black Cloud Mountain Range.

"Alright!" After Jun Qiyan finished speaking, he no longer cared about that crazy Soaring Snake. Instead, he flew back to the top of the mountain.

"Warriors, I will have the water of the sea pour onto the black cloud right away. These shameless people are on the verge of collapsing, and your mission is complete. Please leave the peak of the black cloud immediately." Jun Qiyan's voice was reinforced with spiritual energy and echoed in everyone's minds. Everyone's eyes were filled with confusion, and they began to slowly retreat.

The people from the Sword Spirit Sect looked at the retreating crowd and thought that they had achieved a complete victory. They excitedly chased after them and reached the center of gravity of the peak of the Mystical Cloud Mountain.

Jun Qiyan pursed her lips, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.