Chapter 961: Fighting the Flood Dragon

They were currently searching a large sea area west of Qiongying Island, tens of thousands of miles away from Qiongying Island. 【Web】

A group of cultivators had been sneak-attacked here by that Level 8 blue flood dragon a few days ago. Although they felt that this flood dragon was so cunning that it was unlikely to linger nearby to let them exterminate it, the South Sea Sect still sent this group of people to search here again to see if there would be any unexpected gains.

With so many people present, Han Li naturally wouldn't open his spiritual sense fully, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the leading Nascent Soul cultivator. He only used his spiritual intent to cover everything on the sea surface within a radius of ten miles. This range was enough for him to discover the evil flood dragon's tracks in advance, without fear of being sneak-attacked by it.

Over ten cultivators were flying forward. Even though this sea area was vast enough, after half a day, they had searched most of the area according to the plan, but just as expected, the group had no gains.

"What is that?" A cultivator flying in front suddenly exclaimed.

Han Li, who was carefully searching for things on the sea surface, heard this and looked up in the direction of the sound.

He saw that at the edge of the sky in front, a large area of gray gas rolling demonic clouds appeared, several acres in size, slowly flying toward this side.

"Great. There must be high-tier demonic beasts inside; don't let them run away," a commotion broke out in the crowd, and a cultivator shouted in surprise.

"Something is wrong. Those evil flood dragons usually flee immediately when they see us; why would they instead take the initiative to approach? Don't have any tricks." Another cultivator was obviously more steady and said hesitantly.

The leading Nascent Soul cultivator was a middle-aged man in golden yellow clothes. Hearing the words of these two, he frowned and subconsciously looked in the other directions. As a result, his expression changed immediately, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Be careful, there are also demonic beasts flying toward us from other directions."

Hearing this, the cultivators were shocked and fell into chaos. They successively spat out their magic treasures, assuming a defensive state, and looked around at the same time. But the sky in the distance was cloudless, and there was not a shadow of any demonic beast.

Some cultivators looked at each other, wanting to ask the man in suspicion, when ear-piercing flood dragon cries came from the sky all around at the same time. Then, streams of demonic clouds of various colors appeared in the distance, rolling endlessly, vaguely revealing the bodies of flood dragons, covered in ferocious scales, rapidly surrounding them.

But these were not the most important; what was important was that from the east and west sides, two streams of demonic clouds appeared that were obviously several times larger than the demonic clouds in the other directions, presenting blue and red colors respectively, which were extremely bright.

"How is it possible, there are two Level 8 demonic beasts?" At such a close distance, with the spiritual sense of the cultivators present, everyone felt the terror of these two streams of demonic clouds, and some people shouted with pale faces.

The other cultivators also had pale faces, their eyes revealing panic.

Apparently, these evil flood dragons didn't know how they summoned another Level 8 peer. Now they were not satisfied with sneak-attacking them one by one, but instead had the idea of gathering and annihilating the entire group of cultivators.

The guest and host had actually reversed!

"What are you panicking about? Hurry up and send sound transmission talismans to other groups for help, and immediately split up to meet the enemy. If these evil flood dragons gather together to stir up trouble, their power will only be even greater. Don't think about splitting up and fleeing. With these evil flood dragons' water escape techniques, we will only be defeated one by one." The Nascent Soul man was still able to remain calm and shouted loudly after a stern shout.

Hearing this, the Core Formation cultivators present felt slightly relieved, and immediately several people released several sound transmission talismans that flew toward the high sky.

"I will go deal with one of the Level 8 evil flood dragons. As for the other one, which two Fellow Daoists with agile body techniques will go and entangle it for a while first? No need to clash head-on with this demonic beast, just drag it out for some time. The rest of you deal with those few Level 7 evil flood dragons." The Nascent Soul man then said in a deep voice.

But this time, the crowd looked at each other in dismay.

Dealing with Level 7 evil flood dragons was fine; most of the cultivators present, although not opponents in a one-on-one fight, still had some confidence in self-preservation. But letting two of them join forces to deal with another Level 8 evil flood dragon, wasn't this a joke? Even if they were entangling, how long could ordinary cultivators support themselves under a Level 8 demonic beast?

"Two people won't do, then three people!" The Nascent Soul man saw this situation and added another person somewhat anxiously.

Just as the words fell, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

Only to see an unremarkable-looking cultivator on the side suddenly erupt with an astonishing aura, and then turn into a dazzling cyan rainbow, shooting straight toward the fire cloud on one side.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator, and a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator at that!" The crowd fell into chaos, everyone pleasantly surprised.

The Nascent Soul man was stunned, then overjoyed. Could it be that the South Sea Sect had sensed something and deliberately arranged another Nascent Soul cultivator in his group?

Thinking this, but seeing the demonic clouds about to close in, the man had no time to think more.

After his figure spun around, he also turned into a mass of blue light and greeted the blue demonic cloud on the other side.

The remaining cultivators saw that there were Nascent Soul cultivators separately blocking the two Level 8 demonic beasts, and their confidence rose, separately turning into various colored escape lights to intercept the demonic clouds in other directions.

Not long after, spiritual light erupted from all directions, and the sound of rumbling continued endlessly.

Unlike the other directions, Han Li stood motionless in the demonic cloud, his body wrapped in a layer of pale purple ice flames, and the entire place was like a purgatory of fire, occasionally making sizzling sounds. Compared to the earth-shattering sounds in other directions, these sounds were naturally nothing.

And a few dozen feet away, a half-human, half-flood dragon humanoid demonic beast was coldly looking at him in a pillar of fire. Although this demonic beast's figure was very similar to a man, its entire body was covered in crimson, crystal-clear scales the size of a fist, spraying out wisps of red flames of different thicknesses.

"Sure enough, it is a Red Fire Flood Dragon. It seems I really came to the right place this time. A Level 8 Red Fire Flood Dragon, this is much stronger than the original Level 7, and I imagine the scales on your body will also be better." Han Li suddenly smiled.

"You came for me." That humanoid Red Fire Flood Dragon was stunned at first, then green light flashed in its eyes, and it opened its big mouth and said, revealing rows of snow-white fangs, which made people tremble, while the fire pillar all around rose by three points, and the momentum became even more astonishing.

However, despite this ferocious appearance, it was actually feeling uneasy in its heart.

This human cultivator who rushed in was not only a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, but his ice-attribute purple flames were also unfathomable, not fearing its demonic fire that it had cultivated for many years at all, which immediately wasted most of its supernatural powers.

And for some reason, as soon as it saw Han Li's calm appearance, it felt a chill in its heart, vaguely having a feeling that a great disaster was imminent, which made the demonic beast even more uneasy.

"When I came, I heard that there were only Level 7 Red Fire Flood Dragons here. Now that there is you, that little guy naturally has no interest. But you have already cultivated into a form, and I don't have much interest in killing you actively. How about this? If you are willing to send me a few of your life-bound scales from your neck, and then take the group of flood dragons and leave, I will spare you once. How about it?" Han Li chuckled and said calmly.

"Give you my life-bound scales? Your tone is really big. A mere mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator dares to be so arrogant. Let me turn you into ashes and go to the underworld to have daydreams." This Red Fire Flood Dragon, hearing Han Li's words, seemed to touch its reverse scale and immediately flew into a rage.

Life-bound scales were all attached to flood dragon types from birth, and the number varied, but with the growth of years, these life-bound scales were infused with a lot of their essence and magic power, almost second only to the demonic core. Once lost, their cultivation would immediately lose more than half, which naturally immediately enraged the demonic beast.

In a rage, the flood dragon rolled in the fire pillar, and after a soft "bang," the fire pillar scattered, and a red flood dragon seven or eight feet long and several feet thick suddenly appeared in the flames. Now it threw all the previous concerns behind its head, only wanting to tear Han Li to pieces and turn him into nothing with demonic fire.

As soon as this flood dragon revealed its demonic beast body, it opened its mouth fiercely, and a stream of crimson liquid like molten lava sprayed out, shooting straight toward Han Li.

Han Li saw this scene, and his eyebrows raised slightly:

"Transforming fire into liquid, being able to practice demonic fire to this step, it is indeed not easy. But it seems that I have to do it myself."

Saying this in his mouth, Han Li didn't dare to be negligent. He raised his hand and patted the back of his head, and a snow-white crystal bead sprayed out from his mouth; it was the ice-attribute magic treasure, the Snow Crystal Bead, that had already been refined.

After this bead left his mouth, it swelled wildly in the wind, turned into the size of a fist, and shot straight toward the opposite side. At the same time, Han Li gave a low shout, reached out and pointed at the bead from afar. Suddenly, a clear sound was emitted, and a large mass of purple flames emerged from the bead, suddenly condensing into a purple fire flood dragon a foot long, holding the huge snow crystal bead in its mouth.

As soon as the purple flood dragon took shape, it unceremoniously rushed forward, shaking its head and tail, and collided head-on with the red fire liquid.

The sound of "Zhi-la" rang out, and white gas rose rapidly, drowning both of them inside. Vaguely, one could only see the purple flood dragon using the round bead in its mouth to spray out wisps of purple flames, forcing the fire liquid to retreat step by step.

The Red Fire Flood Dragon saw this, a trace of fear flashed in its eyes, but then fierce light flickered, red light on its body shone brightly, and it let out a sharp whistle from its mouth.

The fire sea near Han Li rolled endlessly under the whistle, and then a huge fire wave ten feet high blew up, pressing straight down on Han Li from both sides with astonishing momentum.

Han Li saw this and gave a cold laugh. He rubbed his hands together, and after separating them, he wiped them lightly toward both sides.

Purple light flickered in his heart, and a crisp sound rang out. Two crystal ice peaks twenty or thirty feet high rose from the ground, with pale purple cold light flickering on them, blocking the fire waves on both sides forcibly.

And just at this time, the distant fire flood dragon suddenly shook its body, and its size shrank by several times, turning into a foot long.

Then its fire liquid stopped, and with a "whoosh" sound, it turned into a red ray and shot straight toward Han Li, its speed so fast that it crossed a distance of twenty feet in the blink of an eye, arriving not far in front of Han Li, while its two claws were raised, making an attacking posture.

It turned out that this flood dragon saw that the demonic fire was ineffective, so it intended to rely on its strong demonic body to approach Han Li and then catch Han Li off guard and grab him to death with one claw.

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