Lin Xuan's expression grew uglier and uglier.
After a cold snort, the magical power throughout his body surged out wildly. Strange, whining howls entered the ear, and that misty-white hurricane swelled violently in size. Ice crystals and flames flickered faintly across its surface as it rumbled and pressed down on his opponent.
But Fairy Xinyue turned a blind eye. The divine ability she had laid down combined offense and defense in one, and was greatly renowned even in the Spirit World. Although its current power was not even one percent of what it had once been, how could it possibly be broken by a cultivator of the Human World?
She lightly pointed a finger.
Several flower petals flashed, swelling violently in size and transforming into balls of light the size of heads, smashing into the hurricane like thunderfire.
The Ice Flood Dragon and Fire Dragon bore the brunt of it.
In terms of size, the balls of light transformed from the petals were not the least bit eye-catching. Yet the instant the two sides touched, the Ice Flood Dragon and Fire Dragon seemed to have met their bane, dissolving into nothingness.
Lin Xuan's expression changed wildly, and what shocked him even more was that the Black Gold Dragon Scale Shield had indeed failed to take effect. An even denser fragrance drifted to the tip of his nose.
To be fair, the scent was quite pleasant, giving one the feeling of floating up to become an immortal. But accompanying it, his consciousness also gradually blurred. The spiritual light around Lin Xuan's body rapidly dimmed; he fell unconscious and dropped from midair.
Having lost their master's control, several treasures also hovered there in midair, lonely and abandoned.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Fairy Xinyue's mouth. With a sweep of