"My natal dragon soul, my natal dragon soul is in you. It turns out that you have refined my natal dragon soul!" Ba Feng stared at the black dragon shadow behind Mu Hanyan, and suddenly let out an angry roar.

Isn't the natal dragon soul a remnant soul? Ba Feng's roar verified Mu Hanyan's previous guess. Sure enough, the Ba Feng in front of him was the real body of the dragon soul in Xiang Qiu's sword.

However, Mu Hanyan had always believed that it was merely a remnant of the dragon soul, never realizing that it was actually Ba Feng's natal dragon soul. The so-called natal usually refers to the connection between life essence and mind. In a sense, that natal dragon soul could be considered a clone of Ba Feng's soul, far more than the remnant soul that Mu Hanyan had imagined.

Mu Hanyan also knew why it was so angry. The dragon soul was refined, which was equivalent to refining its life essence along with it, and even its strength was greatly damaged.

Originally, Mu Hanyan had hoped to scare the evil dragon with the four artifacts, but now she knew that her wish had not been fulfilled. Her own dragon soul had been refined by someone, which was like being stabbed several times, and directly in the vital parts. It would be strange if Bafeng did not fight with her to the death.

Sure enough, just as Mu Hanyan had guessed, with a roar, Bafeng rushed towards her again. A pair of huge dragon wings appeared on its side. Every flapping movement swept out a black mist, like a black sword blade storm.

"Eight Desolations, God Falls!" Mu Hanyan had no time to think and could only use her strongest skills again.

"Crack, crack, crack!" Just as Bahuang Shenyun made his move, a few soft sounds came into his ears.

The pure white light of the stars and the moon, the brilliant colorful rays of light, the ruthless blood-red light, and the dazzling golden light disappeared at the same time. The Star-Moon Battle Crown, the Glazed Holy Clothes, the Blood Shield of the Hades, and the Cangxuan Cloud Veil also disappeared from Mu Hanyan's body at the same time.

Mu Hanyan secretly groaned. The energy that these four artifacts had accumulated with great difficulty had long been exhausted. They were just for show. Under the attack of the Demon Dragon Bafeng again, all the energy was exhausted in just one encounter. Moreover, they were severely damaged. It was unknown when they could be repaired again.

What's worse is that without the protection of these four artifacts, even if her sword can injure Ba Feng, the opponent's powerful dragon body will not be seriously injured, but she herself may lose her life.

Gao Weihu, Su Baoer and others did not expect that Mu Hanyan's four magical instruments or artifacts that seemed to be shining with divine light were so vulnerable. They were stunned for a moment, but soon realized that the four instruments were probably incomplete and could not exert their strongest power. They had already exhausted their energy in the previous attack to resist Ba Feng.

Without any hesitation, several people attacked Bafeng at the same time.

Unfortunately, compared with such a demon dragon, their strength was too weak. As soon as they used their magic, they were blown back by the black sword storm, and they all spat out blood and collapsed to the ground.

Gao Weihu was better off and managed to stay conscious, but Su Baoer and Gao Jie'en fainted on the spot.

Gao Weihu looked at Mu Hanyan helplessly, despair in his eyes. Having personally experienced the power of the Blade Storm, he knew just how powerful the legendary demons were. Without those four protective magical instruments, how could Mu Hanyan possibly withstand Ba Feng's furious attack?

"Roar... Roar..." Just when Gao Weihu felt hopeless, suddenly, two roars of beasts sounded at the same time.

A graceful and mysterious beast shadow appeared out of nowhere, blocking Mu Hanyan's way, emitting colorful rays of light all over its body, as if bathing in the morning glow.

Another beast shadow fell from the sky, with its fangs and claws bared, its face ferocious, and every part of its body exuding violence and cruelty.

"Qilin, Taowu!" Gao Weihu exclaimed.

That’s right, the two mythical beasts in front of him were none other than Mu Hanyan’s two great sword pets, the auspicious Qilin and the ferocious Taowu.

However, the little auspicious beast at this time was no longer the pink piglet, but had regained its true form of a Qilin, exuding inviolable majesty and sacredness all over its body.

Taowu's body is now a generation larger than before. Its sharp fangs are flashing with cold light, its eyes are red as fire, and its long tail like a steel whip is raised high, making it look even more murderous.

Two loud "booms" sounded almost at the same time, like thunder from the sky falling to the ground.

The majestic figure of the Qilin mythical beast, covered in rays of light, had collided heavily with the evil dragon Bafeng, and Taowu's long steel whip tail also smashed heavily on its body. Its sharp claws crossed with the dragon claws, making a shrill scream, sparks flying, and dragging a meteor-like tail.

The three beast shadows stopped at the same time, and the whole world was shaken.

After a loud bang, the beast's shadows parted. Blood oozed from the corners of Ba Feng's ferocious mouth, and the hard dragon armor on his body was cracked, gushing out streams of blood.

As a member of the dragon clan, Bafeng's power is undeniable, but his opponents are no weaklings either. The Qilin, a mythical beast, is a powerful being on par with the divine dragon. While Taowu, while of a slightly inferior bloodline, is renowned for its ferocity and combat prowess, earning it a place among the four fierce beasts. In a desperate fight, it might not be much worse than a dragon.

More importantly, it wasn't as powerful as it had been at its peak. Millions of years ago, it had fought a desperate battle with another incredibly powerful divine beast, leaving both sides wounded and nearly annihilated.

It took it millions of years to rely on the immortal dragon soul to condense its body again and restore its dragon form, but its strength has not yet recovered to its peak state.

At this time, he was fighting one against two and was at a disadvantage.

However, the Qilin Taowu on the opposite side did not gain much advantage. He was also seriously injured and covered in blood. Taowu, in particular, had his scales torn by the dragon's claws, and the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible.

"Liuguang!" Mu Hanyan felt a pain in her heart when she saw the bloodstains on the little Qilin's body.

Although it seemed that Taowu's injuries were more serious, Mu Hanyan could feel through the mental connection between her and her sword pet that the little Qilin's injuries were actually much more serious than Taowu's.

The last time he fought with Zhan Yuan, the little Qilin was seriously injured in order to save her. He didn't even have time to act cute to her before he retreated directly into the sword pet space to recuperate. This time, he was already trying his best to fight.

And as far as Mu Hanyan knew, with its current strength, it was not enough to transform into its original form. The little guy was obviously forcibly increasing his strength in order to save her, just like the swordsman's blood sacrifice or the priest's soul sacrifice, which also came at the cost of burning vitality and even divine power. While forcibly increasing its strength, it would also suffer great harm.

His injuries had not yet healed, and forcibly increasing his strength had severely damaged his vitality. Coupled with the head-on attack from the Demon Dragon Bafeng, one can imagine how serious the little Qilin's injuries were.

Taowu is just a clone of the beast soul. Although he looks seriously injured, his life is not in danger. Even if this beast soul is completely destroyed, the original body sealed in the Beast Soul Hall will only suffer some hardships and his strength will be greatly reduced.