Chapter 962: Exterminating the Flood Dragon

Seeing the fire flood dragon instantly approach, Han Li revealed a faint smile. A finger in his sleeve trembled slightly, and a red ray shot out from his fingertip, disappearing in a flash. 【Web】 At the same time, the sound of thunder rang out behind him, and a pair of silver-white wings suddenly appeared, flapping lightly.

Silver light shone brightly, and just as the claws wrapped in red light were about to strike, Han Li's figure disappeared in the light. The Red Fire Flood Dragon shook, and its attack fell through.

Almost at the same time, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly came to his ear. The sound was not loud, but a crystal-clear red needle appeared out of thin air beside the flood dragon, stabbing fiercely at the vital point between the Red Fire Flood Dragon's eyebrows.

And the Red Fire Flood Dragon's body was rolling with fire light, and it could only hinder this object slightly before it was broken through. It was the sharp crystal flying needle.

The flying needle was silent and extremely fast. The Red Fire Flood Dragon was caught off guard and was actually shot to its side, naturally scaring it out of its wits. It didn't have time to think much and could only try its best to tilt its head desperately. But it was a step too late.

With a soft sound, a sharp scream came from the flood dragon's mouth, and one claw covered more than half of its face, blood flowing down its fingers. The flying needle had actually directly pierced through the flood dragon's cheek and shot out from the other side of the face.

Although this flying needle was sharp, because it was refined from a fire-attribute demonic core, the supernatural powers attached to it could not cause too much damage to this flood dragon. But when it pierced through the cheek, under Han Li's spiritual intent, it instantly expanded several times, so the hole in the face was as thick as a thumb, which also made the demonic beast suffer unbearable pain.

But the Red Fire Flood Dragon didn't have time to become furious before a thunderclap rang out behind it. Han Li's figure suddenly appeared, and he waved his arm, and a foot-long golden light slashed down with astonishing momentum.

But the Red Fire Flood Dragon's heart sank, and it couldn't care about the severe pain on its face. Red light flashed wildly on its flood dragon tail, and its body swelled by a fold, sweeping fiercely toward Han Li like a giant fan. It had a momentum of not caring about anything, just wanting to smash Han Li into meat paste first.

Han Li saw this and was stunned. This demonic beast was worthy of being a heaven and earth spirit beast, reacting extremely fast. Ordinary human cultivators wouldn't have time to block it under his thunder escape sneak attack.

Thinking this in his heart, he moved his spiritual intent, and the golden sword light tilted slightly, slashing toward the flood dragon tail first.

As a result, as soon as the two touched, the golden light split the red light and slashed solidly onto the flood dragon tail.

The Red Fire Flood Dragon trembled in its heart and hurriedly gathered all its demonic power onto the tail. The tail and scales became transparent and bright red.

After a loud bang, golden light and blood light echoed each other, dazzling and blinding. Han Li narrowed his eyes, blue light flickered in his pupils, and he saw the situation clearly.

The golden sword formed by combining several flying swords didn't slash open the flood dragon tail in one go, but after splitting the scales, it only went one-third deep into the flood dragon tail, temporarily blocked by a hard flood dragon bone.

Han Li's gaze flashed, and he pinched the magic formula with both hands, intending to retrieve the flying swords and slash again. But at this time, a huge suction force came from the flood dragon tail, trapping the flying swords tightly in place, unable to move at all.

"Without magic treasures, let's see how you can parry!"

The Red Fire Flood Dragon laughed wildly with madness in its eyes, suddenly turned its head back, and opened its mouth. Red thorns flickered, and a fist-sized round bead appeared vaguely in the flood dragon's mouth.

"Demonic Core!" Han Li's pupils shrank, and he immediately recognized this object.

This demonic beast seemed to know that clashing with him head-on was not an opponent, so it took advantage of the opportunity to trap his life-bound magic treasure, gritted its teeth, and prepared to spray out the demonic core to attack.

Han Li's expression changed, and he gave a loud shout. His figure suddenly became blurred, and then with a shake, three identical Han Lis appeared out of thin air, standing side by side.

This scene naturally stunned the Red Fire Flood Dragon. Before it could distinguish the true from the false, the three Han Lis simultaneously flicked their sleeves, and three foot-long golden lights sprayed out from their sleeves at the same time, slashing fiercely at the evil flood dragon.

The flood dragon was greatly shocked. Seeing three golden lights shooting at it from three directions at the same time, it was flustered and could only hurriedly spray the demonic core to meet the golden light in the middle, while its two claws shone with red light, splitting left and right, grabbing fiercely toward the other two golden lights.

Although it had already witnessed the sharpness of Han Li's flying swords, it didn't believe that all three of Han Li's golden lights were real. They must be like the three enemies, two false and one true. If the one the demonic core blocked was the real one, naturally its life would be safe. If it was false, its two claws, in terms of hardness, were naturally still above the flood dragon tail. It would rather suffer a serious injury to one claw to temporarily block the real flying sword, and also directly spray Han Li's main body to death with the demonic core.

Unfortunately, this thought had just turned in the demonic beast's heart when a loud bang came. The red light transformed by the demonic core blasted the golden light opposite it back several feet, revealing the original shape of the flying sword.

"The middle flying sword was actually real." The Red Fire Flood Dragon thought with joy in its heart. But just as this thought appeared, the other two golden lights shone brightly at the same time. With a flash, the two claws that were grabbing down were cooled at the same time, and then unbearable pain came. The two claws were instantly slashed off by more than half by the golden light, and then they shot toward the evil flood dragon's body like lightning.

"Ah!" The demonic beast let out a sharp scream, spiritual light shone on its body, and it wanted to retreat and avoid it.

But just at this time, a purple lotus flower bloomed under its feet. As the lotus shadow flashed, a cold energy that froze everything erupted, making the flood dragon shiver, and its figure couldn't help but pause.

And just because of this moment of delay, the two golden lights burst into dazzling brilliance, crossed and slashed around the flood dragon's head. With a "crack," the huge flood dragon head rolled down from its neck. The thick scales on its neck couldn't block this slash at all.

It turned out that just now, Han Li pinched the magic formula with his fingers hidden in his sleeves, condensing most of his spiritual power onto the two flying swords, allowing the terrifying power of the Geng Metal to be fully displayed. The flying swords instantly became indestructible, almost nothing could block them.

At this time, the other two "Han Lis" shone with cyan light and disappeared without a trace on the spot.

And the moment the flood dragon head fell, Han Li's hands didn't stop at all. He pointed fiercely at the two flying swords again, and a thunderclap rang out. Two thick golden arcs popped out from the sword bodies, transforming into a golden electric net, covering it head-on.

Almost at the same time, from the neck where the flood dragon corpse was slashed open, red light flashed, and a miniature red flood dragon shot toward the sky in a panic, but it happened to plunge into the golden net.

Just as it realized something was wrong and wanted to change its path to escape, the electric net had already closed, making it a bird in a cage.

This time, the flood dragon's soul was scared out of its wits, desperately spraying wisps of red flames from its mouth, impacting the golden net, wanting to break the net and escape.

But Han Li, who had been prepared for a long time, gave a cold snort. Without doing anything, the electric net shrank rapidly, and in a short while, it trapped the flood dragon soul in a narrow space a foot large. Han Li didn't immediately detonate the electric net to strangle it like he did with ordinary cultivators, but flipped his palm, and a small green bottle appeared in his hand.

He raised his palm and shook it lightly at the electric net, and countless fine golden threads sprayed out from the net, weaving and entangling toward the center. The flood dragon soul dodged desperately, but there was nowhere to escape in such a small place. A moment later, it was entangled into a fist-sized golden silk ball, unable to struggle at all.

At this time, Han Li shook the small bottle toward the golden ball, and a sheet of white light sprayed out from the bottle, sweeping the golden silk ball into it in the blink of an eye and sucking it into the bottle.

Han Li's expression finally relaxed!

"This Spirit Shadow Technique, although it is only a small path, is quite useful when truly fighting the enemy. No wonder Golden Glow Mountain regards this secret technique as an inheritance." Han Li muttered to himself, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed the flood dragon corpse wrapped in flames out of thin air, and another golden flying sword shot back from the flood dragon tail. Then, the head and body were also sucked into a storage bag that Han Li had prepared.

As for the Level 8 demonic core that had lost its master, it was naturally not forgotten by Han Li and was carefully collected in a jade box.

The demonic clouds and fire sea all around, now without the Red Fire Flood Dragon's magic power support, naturally dissipated bit by bit.

Han Li took this opportunity to turn his gaze and look toward the other battlefields. As a result, his eyebrows frowned inadvertently.

Those Core Formation cultivators were still fine; relying on their numbers being more than the Level 7 evil flood dragons, they were fighting to a draw and didn't show any signs of being at a disadvantage. On the other side, the Nascent Soul man was completely suppressed by that Level 8 blue flood dragon and was already somewhat unable to support himself.

"Level 8 demonic beast, it is something that can be met but not sought. Let's just finish off this one together." Han Li's eyes flashed with cold light, and he muttered to himself, then cyan light rose all over his body, and he was about to fly out directly.

"Han boy, don't be too greedy. I have already sensed that other cultivators are flying toward this side. If you delay for a while, you might not be able to leave. The South Sea Sect spent so much effort to encircle and suppress these evil flood dragons, and it is also for the Level 8 demonic beast. If you slaughter them all, they will not let you off easily." Senior Elder Dayan suddenly transmitted his voice.

"The South Sea Sect people are coming; their movements are really fast. Then forget it! Although it is a pity, let's just leave." Han Li was shocked when he heard this, and after confirming this with his spiritual sense, he said with a sinking expression. Then, before the last bit of demonic cloud dissipated, he disappeared into thin air on the spot, hiding his figure, and quietly left the place.

And at this time, that Level 8 blue flood dragon had already sensed the fall of the Red Fire Flood Dragon. In anger, it launched a crazy offensive regardless of everything, making the man who was already suppressed to death immediately precarious. This made the man secretly complain bitterly, and his heart was filled with the intention of retreating.

And just at this time, spiritual light shone in two places in the distant sky, and then two teams of over ten cultivators each shot over from two directions.

The Level 8 blue flood dragon saw this scene, and immediately knew it was bad. It hurriedly suppressed the violent rage in its heart, let out a sharp whistle from its mouth, and then without a word, dived toward the sea surface.

The remaining Level 7 evil flood dragons heard this sound and were also shocked, successively doing the same. But this time, whether it was the man or the other cultivators, they naturally wouldn't let them slip away so easily, and they followed and entangled them endlessly, not letting them easily dive into the sea.

For a time, the fighting became even more dangerous and fierce...

Han Li had no interest in the subsequent fighting. After flying out a hundred miles, he immediately revealed his escape light and flew toward the depths of the sea without looking back.

He wanted to find an uninhabited spirit island in the sea and start refining Senior Elder Dayan's mechanism puppet.

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