"I wonder which senior brother is here. Please come out and see me." Although they didn't know who it was, judging from the concentrated magic power, the other party would definitely not be a member of a small sect.

"Oh..." A light sigh sounded on the surface of the river, and then a figure in a white dress passed through the water and came to the gate of Tuositang Mountain in the surprised gazes of countless people.

When the figure stopped, everyone could see her appearance clearly. Her hair was as black as silk, her face was covered with a veil, and her appearance was stunning, giving off a distant and ethereal feeling.

"Miss, you have to save this person." A true disciple of Yanxing Sect stepped forward, bowed, then looked up and looked quietly at the girl in front of him.

Although the magic power surrounding her was not strong, it was extremely pure, and her aura was peaceful and distant, far beyond the reach of ordinary people. Therefore, even though this girl seemed to be only at the fifth level, they did not neglect her.

"You guys step back, this matter ends here."

Loran Hill spoke in a rare calm tone, with golden and red ripples flashing in his eyes, and the scale on his forehead fluctuated in light and darkness as if breathing.

"Are you joking, young lady? It's not the time to..." Before he could finish his words, he saw the girl in front of him slowly draw out the long sword from her waist, and her face changed drastically for a moment.

This long sword was as bright as autumn water, seemingly plain and ordinary, but when only half of it was pulled out, the wind and waves on the river became more and more violent. The power of the dragon veins of the mountains and rivers in the territory of Nanfengzhou swarmed in and continued to converge towards it, even causing a cold wind to blow in the air, causing the temperature to drop a few degrees.

Loran Hill is actually very generous about her own affairs. She rarely cares about other people's neglect and offense. Even though there are always people who want to chat up and harass her along the way, she rarely punishes them.

But today is different. It may be a trivial matter to her, but for Yu Baichou and Tuo Shitang, today is the difference between life and death. She cannot sit idly by and watch her former benefactor suffer such humiliation.

As an orthodox Golden Sparrow Priestess appointed by the dynasty, she is the pinnacle of all priestesses in the world and has the responsibility and power to reconcile the dragon veins of the world. Even though she is only at the fifth level now, it is enough to change many things.

"Interesting, interesting. Who are you? I have never seen you before." Zhu Xuanyi, who had returned to the ship to rest before, appeared at the bow again.

"Since you also want to interfere in this matter, then let's have a few moves, haha." After saying that, he threw away the folding fan in his hand, drew a green-bladed long sword from his waist, and jumped straight down from a high altitude. His figure was stretched into a thin phantom in the air, making it impossible for people to follow him with their eyes.

In an instant, a gorgeous sword flower bloomed on the surface of the river. Loran Hill swung his sword to shake off the incredibly swift sword blade on the opposite side. His hair flew in the water light, and then he twisted his body to avoid the green sword blade's second attack.

In the blink of an eye in the eyes of outsiders, the two had passed each other several times on the river and fought nearly ten times. As far as the eye could see, only blue-white and golden-red lights swirled and collided, splashing pieces of sparkling water droplets.

"So powerful..." Even though no one recognized this girl, she was able to hold on for several rounds against Zhu Xuan, which was extremely rare.

"Haha, good, good, it's really rare in my life. What a pity, what a pity. If you are not at the fifth level, I can enjoy fighting with you today." After several rounds of the first confrontation, Zhu Xuanyi stood on the water with a long sword on his back. His voice was clear and he smiled as he evaluated the stunning girl in front of him.

Faced with Zhu Xuanyi's arrogant words, Loran Hill did not answer. Sweat was breaking out on her forehead, her body was rising and falling violently with her breathing, and the dragon vein power in the sword in her hand was almost gone.

Even for her, relying on her fifth-level strength, fighting against this representative figure was already at her limit and she could hardly hold on for long.

However, now is not the time to restore his identity. Loran Hill did not switch back to the natural sequence. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly, integrated his body aura into the dragon veins of the mountains and rivers, and began to advance.

For a moment, the river water calmed down, and countless people on both sides looked at the girl whose aura was changing nervously and expectantly.

Seeing this, Zhu Xuanyi did not stop her, but just smiled and waited quietly, watching the girl advance on the spot.

The scales on the forehead changed again, and the fine texture seemed to become clearer, and the girl's hair gradually turned from black to transparent golden red, slowly floating in the breeze. A warm hot wind slowly blew across the river, blowing away the previous chill.

Dragon Sequence 6: Golden Red Flame Ray, achieved.