However, it was too late.
The black and white balls were as fast as lightning. Their seemingly casual kicks were many times more damaging than those of the Kui Niu.
The dragon felt as if its body was about to be kicked to pieces.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Sangruo burst forth from the sky, unleashing a sea of fire with her feather fan. Upon seeing this, the dragon also opened its mouth and spewed out flames.
The two flames collided, but Shen Sangruo's flames were not devoured by the dragon flames, which far surpassed her cultivation level.
The strength he displayed was completely unlike someone who was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Last time, when facing the Purple Gold Serpent, even at the late stage of the Golden Core realm, she couldn't dodge its attacks.
After being baptized by the tribulation of lightning, breaking through from the Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage was like a complete transformation.
Now she and Jiaolong are at least on the same level, and she can even exchange a few blows with him.
This is the most direct manifestation of the benefits brought about by the improvement of cultivation level.
The dragon itself is a fire-type demon beast, so it naturally knows how powerful its flames are.
This is truly unbelievable!
It's one thing for those demonic beasts to have fluctuating strength, but how come this female cultivator's strength is so much beyond her cultivation level?
Under these circumstances, Jiaolong couldn't have imagined that if she weren't strong, how could she have subdued so many powerful demonic beasts?
What it thought was a soft persimmon was actually a rock that was as hard as it could possibly be.
The dragon cursed inwardly, but quickly refocused its attention on killing Shen Sangruo.
Today it will surely eat this human flesh!
As Shen Sanruo stood in mid-air, she felt the murderous intent in the dragon's eyes growing stronger.
She slowly waved her feather fan, a calm smile playing on her lips, showing only contempt for the dragon's murderous intent.
Putting everything else aside, with the little mountain god Zhu Miao around, everything the dragon does is in vain.
The next moment, the dragon's aura exploded, the vines wrapped around its tail snapped instantly, and with a powerful flick of its tail, it sent the entire Kui Niu flying.
Its tail slammed into the ground like an earthquake, snapping trees within a radius of several miles in half.
Shen Sanruo sighed inwardly, "That's really powerful! Just look at those dragon tendons, they're incredibly strong!"
She was barely worthy of her master's protective feather.
After a deafening roar, it spat out a fireball as hot and dazzling as the sun, carrying an intense heat that could burn a person to ashes, and rushed towards it!
Shen Sanruo unleashed several streams of fire to intercept them, but the fireballs broke through the layers of flames and still hurtled towards her.
She immediately changed tactics, stopped attacking, and used the wind from her feather fan to dodge the fireballs.
After passing through layers of obstacles, the fireball's speed had decreased considerably, making it easier for her to dodge.
The dragon, which had been somewhat doubting itself after being attacked by one person and three beasts, finally rediscovered the familiar feeling of rampage. Its ego swelled and its expression became increasingly arrogant.
It's a dragon at the late Nascent Soul stage!
That female cultivator had exceptional talent and a fire elemental root, which was a great tonic for it.
The dragon grew increasingly impatient and wanted to repeat its old tricks.
It felt as if something was restricting it, making even gathering spiritual energy to condense a fireball extremely difficult.
As a demon beast, it knew very well what this was.
The dragon's originally arrogant and greedy expression twisted for a moment. What a joke! It was a dragon, a dragon whose bloodline was second only to a true dragon.
Is there anyone here whose bloodline can suppress it?
Those few whiskers? That stupid cow? Or that nose?
Knowing that Zhu Miao had made a move, the dodder flower fairy and the Kui Niu stopped rushing forward and lay down to watch the show.
Soon, Zhu Miao also stepped aside, took out a bamboo stalk and started gnawing on it, maintaining only a partial suppression of her bloodline.
Only Jiaolong and Shen Sangri were left on the field, staring at each other.
The dragon was puzzled and did not understand why her demonic beasts had suddenly "abandoned her".
Shen Sanruo's expression remained unchanged, as if she was not surprised at all.
Beyond the Nascent Soul stage, cultivation only becomes increasingly difficult. Besides absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, combat is often one of the fastest ways to improve.
There are not many Nascent Soul cultivators, and those who have reached this level are all extremely protective of their lives, making it rare for both sides to have the opportunity to fight with all their might.
The dragon before her, whose strength was partially restricted by the bamboo mist, presented her with an excellent opportunity to improve her power.
This can be said to have brought the role of a dragon to its fullest potential.
The dragon was too lazy to think about the reasons. It only knew that it wanted to devour Chen Sangri, and this was the best opportunity for it to swallow her whole.
Shen Sanruo's smile was unrestrained and flamboyant, radiating bright confidence. She waved her fan to meet the dragon's attack.
After a rather exciting fight.
Shen Sangruo, like a light bird, soared into the air and flew behind the defenseless dragon.
Her feather fan, which resembled her wings, disintegrated into sharp blades that pierced the dragon's scales with her movements, delivering the final blow.
The dragon let out a mournful cry and tried to struggle, but it was no use; its life was coming to an end.
Even in its dying moments, it never imagined that after lying dormant for a thousand years, it would finally fall at the hands of its prey.
Once she was certain the dragon had breathed its last, she flicked her fingertips, and the feathers embedded in the dragon's flesh moved swiftly.
Then, emerging from somewhere behind the dragon, Chen Sangri waved his hand, and fiery red spiritual energy, like threads, entered the dragon's back through the opening created by the feathers.
Soon, a pale red, semi-transparent dragon tendon was pulled out.
This is what she wants to get from the dragon.
The spiritual power lifted the dragon tendon and delivered it into her hands.
Shen Sangruo grabbed it directly and refined it in an instant.
The flames spread rapidly, enveloping the entire dragon tendon in the blink of an eye. After the flames subsided, the dragon tendon was forged into a magical artifact only as thick as a little finger.
“Use this dragon tendon as the bowstring, the disassembled feather fan to form the bow body, and Master’s protective feather can be used as an arrow.” Shen Sangruo’s face was full of smiles.
She quickly came up with this idea after obtaining the Heart-Protecting Feather, but since she couldn't find the Dragon Tendon, she put it aside for the time being.
Although the dragon tendons of the late-stage Nascent Soul dragon were of lower quality than those of the Feather Fan and the Heart-Protecting Feather, they had already solved her immediate problem.
Otherwise, she would have set her sights on Lingxiao Zhenren.
"Let's go, it's time to find the treasure." She beckoned to the three demons. The Kui Niu returned to her sea of consciousness, the little dumpling clung back to her, and the dodder flower demon jumped into her hair.
She said with reluctance, "If the fight with the dragon hadn't been so intense, turning half the mountain into ruins, we might have been able to plunder the dragon's cave."
The dragon clearly had hoarded a lot of good stuff, but unfortunately its cave had already collapsed.
The dodder flower fairy in her hair alertly stretched out a pointed tip. Wait, why does this scene seem so familiar?
First, they fight the demons, then they plunder them, squeezing every last bit of value out of them...
Now I remember, back in the secret realm, wasn't this exactly how Chen Sangruo treated it?
Dodder Flower Fairy: QAQ
The Jiaolong is like a replica of it; the only difference is that it recognizes the times and acts accordingly.
He realized his mistake in time and saved his life.
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