Chapter 127 Shining Golden Ring

The reason why Wu Siheng dared to be so arrogant and rely on the few cultivators in Zi Huaishan to hold back three high-level dragons was because he had a very powerful magic weapon, the Shining Golden Ring.

This is a fourth-level upper-grade magic weapon. Once released, it can turn into a golden ring to firmly trap the opponent. Although it can't do anything to the dragon for the time being, once the Tuoshan Zhou Patriarch arrives, there will be an extra helper to hold back the three dragons.

Seeing the three dragons coming aggressively, Wu Siheng stretched out his hand and pointed, and a golden ring on his wrist came out, like a rainbow, and immediately came to the side of the fourth-level black dragon.

The Shining Golden Ring seemed to turn into a golden rainbow, turning on the black dragon, and the golden rainbows tightly entangled the black dragon and trapped it in the golden ring.

This fourth-level magic weapon is very suitable for trapping people and it played a decisive role at once, temporarily restraining a fourth-level dragon.

The black dragon was trapped on the spot, roaring angrily, spewing golden flames from its mouth, constantly burning the Yaojin Ring, trying to smelt this magic weapon and regain its freedom.

Although the Yaojin Ring is a fourth-grade top-grade magic weapon, if it is refined by the black dragon's life fire for too long, it may damage its spirituality or even be completely destroyed.

But now Wu Siheng can't care about this at all. As long as he tries to delay for a while, Zhou Xiangxian from Tuoshanfang will come to reinforce, and then his pressure will be relieved.

Although the Yaojin Ring is very precious, Wu Siheng can't care about his life weapon at all. His only goal now is to delay time.

Using the power of the Yaojin Ring, Wu Siheng temporarily controlled a black dragon, and then he sacrificed the flying sword and slashed at the most powerful green dragon.

The Green Dragon has appeared in the Southern Wilds for more than ten years. Even the Liang Patriarch, who was at the peak of the Purple Mansion, almost fell into its hands. Wu Siheng was most afraid of this mysterious dragon.

He knew clearly that although there were more than 20 foundation-building cultivators below, there were only a few cultivators who had truly reached the peak of foundation-building.

Relying on the foundation-building cultivators, it was impossible to hold back the fierce attack of the Green Dragon, so he had to take on the most stressful responsibility himself.

Many years ago, the tail of the dragon was cut off by the Liang Patriarch, and it became a tail-broken dragon. Although the wound has recovered, the loss of limbs is also very serious.

This tail-broken dragon actually looks funny.

Facing Wu Siheng's flying sword, the Green Dragon opened its mouth and spurted out a blue flame.

This blue flame is called the Blue Dragon Flame, which is the Green Dragon's innate magic.

Zhang Zhixuan also saw the power of this magic with his own eyes. With just one blow, it killed five foundation-building cultivators and dozens of Qi training period casual cultivators in Black Mountain.

The Azure Dragon Flame emitted a little bit of green light, and suddenly entangled the flying sword that Wu Siheng had sacrificed. Although the flying sword was a fourth-level low-grade magic weapon, it was corroded by the Azure Dragon Flame in a very short time.

The magic weapon in his hand was destroyed, Wu Siheng's face turned pale, and there was already a trace of fear in his eyes when he looked at the Azure Dragon.

Just one fight, he knew that his magical power was far from being the opponent of the Azure Dragon. Now the only hope was to delay.

So Wu Siheng had no intention of winning, and he was concentrating on delaying time. He was a Purple Mansion cultivator, and the means of cultivators were far more varied than those of monsters.

If he kept pestering, the Azure Dragon would not have a good way to deal with him in a short time.

At this time, the twenty-one foundation-building cultivators below also looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and stepped forward one after another, divided into five or six groups to besiege the last black dragon, so as not to disturb Wu Siheng to delay time.

Among the dozen families, including the cultivators of Qingxuan Sect, there are 21 foundation-building cultivators, of which only five are in the late stage of foundation-building and only two are in the ninth level of foundation-building.

These two people are Sun Yulong of Longjiang County and Zheng Gongyuan of Qingxuan Sect. They became the backbone of Zhang Zhixuan and others, respectively commanding everyone to besiege the black dragon.

At this time, the 21 foundation-building cultivators can only work together, even if there are deep grievances among them, such as Zhang Zhixuan, Wu Xiangzhen and the elderly foundation-building cultivators of the Hu family, all of whom have bloody hatreds. Without hundreds of years of time to wash away, it is impossible to forget the hatred.

But at this moment, they need to join hands to fight the enemy, and there can be no small calculations at all.

The old ancestor Wu Siheng of the Purple Mansion period is just above, and his spiritual consciousness can already be released hundreds of miles away. At this time, if you are sneaky and play tricks, even if you are Wu Siheng's relatives, you may also welcome the flying sword from the sky.

Sun Yulong and Zheng Gongyuan had the highest cultivation level and were able to pose a certain threat to the green dragon. The magic weapons in their hands were also of the third-grade upper grade, so they naturally became the main attackers and restrained the black dragon from the front.

The magic weapons in the hands of Zhang Zhixuan and others were not of high grade. Even if they hit the fourth-grade black dragon, they could only cause a small wound. Compared with the fourth-grade dragon with thick skin and flesh, it was not a big trouble at all.

Therefore, most of the foundation-building cultivators could only cooperate with Sun and Zheng to restrain the fourth-grade black dragon from the side.

Dozens of flying swords were flying around the black dragon. Most of these flying swords were of the third-grade lower grade and could not cause it any big trouble. However, being hit by flying swords many times in a row was like being bitten by mosquitoes many times in a row. Although it was not fatal for the time being, it felt very painful.

The black dragon swung its tail and its body passed dozens of feet. Its dragon head turned and suddenly spurted out a golden flame.

A dragon-type monster can almost 100% use fire to attack. This golden flame is the dragon's innate magic, and its grade is equivalent to a mid-level fourth-grade magic.

The golden flame came very quickly, and almost in the blink of an eye, it hit a foundation-building cultivator, killing him on the spot and turning him into ashes.

Because they had been in Zihuai Mountain for a short time and had to prepare for the fourth-level formation for a long time, the cultivators of Jiaohefang had no time to prepare the fourth-level formation, and the green dragon had already gone down the mountain aggressively.

Without the protection of the fourth-level formation, even the foundation-building cultivators were very vulnerable under the threat of such a high-level monster, and could die at any time.

The death of their companions on the spot made everyone's face change.

Facing the black dragon's life fire, even Sun Yulong and Zheng Gongyuan, who were at the ninth level of foundation building, had no good way, and the probability of survival was less than half.

Unfortunately, Wu Siheng had not retreated yet, and everyone could only grit their teeth and hold on.

Everyone continued to increase their magic power, constantly offering one magic weapon after another, hitting the black dragon.

Although more than 20 people tried to besiege, only Sun Yulong and Zheng Gongyuan could threaten the dragon.

Although they tried their best, they only lasted for a quarter of an hour before another person died in the mouth of the black dragon.

Although they had only known each other for a short time, Zhang Zhixuan also knew clearly that this person was a foundation-building cultivator of the Qingxuan Sect, and his cultivation was at the third level of foundation-building, not far from Zhang Zhixuan.

In just a quarter of an hour, two people died one after another, which made the people besieging the dragon a little frightened.