"Hmph. So the legendary Fairy Ouyang amounts to no more than this!"
A thread of baleful qi showed in Miao Ai Shangren's eyes. It seemed rumors had grown with every telling, exaggerating this female cultivator's strength. Even without the array, he could still capture her alive.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan did not seem anxious. He merely retreated another twenty or thirty zhang.
Ouyang Qinxin's lovely face grew colder and colder. After such a long delay, Sword Immortal Taibai was still nowhere to be seen. It seemed there was no doubt that she had indeed stepped into a trap.
Seeing that the golden needles could do nothing to her opponent, Ouyang Qinxin changed the motions of her fingers. The music played by the harp grew even more urgent, and a golden ball of light appeared in the sky, growing brighter and brighter. From within it, an enormous strange bird took shape.
Its form was like a crane, yet its wingspan alone was several dozen zhang long, and it had only one leg.
Bi Fang!
With Lin Xuan's shrewdness, even he could not help being visibly moved. That was the legendary divine bird of fire.
Of course, the one before him was not a true Bi Fang, but something formed from Ouyang Qinxin's spiritual power through a sound-wave art.
Miao Ai Shangren was also greatly startled. His relaxed expression vanished without a trace. He muttered a curse, opened his mouth, and spat out a small dark-green ball.
The small ball sank into the black mist of his magic treasure. At once, peals of thunder rang out, and the mist churned. A moment later, the sound of a dragon's roar actually came from within.
Then the mist scattered, revealing a vicious flood dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
The flood dragon