Dragons could fly in the clouds, add fuel to the waves, create thunderbolts, and summon the rain. Ever since the prehistorical era, the dragon-kind had been the leader of the water-kind.
When the Ancient Heavenly Courts were at their strongest, the Water God lineage relied on the Heavenly Courts and could barely suppress the Dragon Race. Now, the heaven had fallen, and the Gong Gong Family was the only remaining branch of the water-kind, while the dragon-kind was still incomparably strong.
The hundred dragons fetching water, that terrifying power vibration even made Gong Gong's heart tremble. Snake Xiu and Xiang Liu, who had been forcing Bo Qiujia and the others to cover their heads with their hands, subconsciously transformed back into their human shapes, trod on watery clouds, and fled as fast as they could.
Snake Xiu and Xiang Liu were both ancient magical snakes. The dragon-kind was the leader of the water-kind. Therefore, the power of dragons could naturally suppress creatures with scales. The hundred dragons roared out together. Snake Xiu and Xiang Liu's bodies were all softened, and their powers were weakened by seventy to eighty percent.
Gong Gong's eyes shone brightly. He glanced at the hundred dragons, then abruptly laughed out loud and said, "Ancient divine dragons? If they were living creatures, I would turn around and leave right now. But a mere hundred inanimate objects … How, how dare you use the corpse of the Primordial Divine Dragon to refine puppets? "
Even though Gong Gong was fierce and fierce, he was still frightened by Priest Corpse's audacity. Cold sweat oozed out of his back.
A whole hundred ancient divine dragons, where did Priest Corpse get so many dragon corpses? How dare he turn so many ancient divine dragons into corpse puppets? If any dragon saw these corpse puppets, Priest Corpse would certainly be hunted down by the dragon-kind to the end of his life.
With a gloomy face, Priest Corpse took out an extremely long golden dragon spine. The thirty-meters-long spine was especially flexible, wriggling in his hand like a living creature. This was a divine weapon made from the spine of a divine dragon.
"Gong Gong, today, you and I will die. I have told you this already!"
Priest Corpse took a deep breath. His scrawny body broke the space, flashed across the air, and dashed to Gong Gong's face. The golden dragon bone held in his hand fiercely smashed towards Gong Gong's head. Meanwhile, a linden leaf magic talisman in his left hand blasted out and released a bright beam of light that struck on Zhu Rong Tianming's body. Zhu Rong Tianming's body transformed into a sphere of golden light and abruptly escaped from Gong Gong's control.
Gong Gong gave a raging roar while fiercely lunging the trident held in his hand towards the golden dragon bone.
With a loud bang, the dragon bone and the trident collided. Nine black dragon shadows flashed across the trident. Priest Corpse let out a mouthful of blood. The golden dragon bone was cut into two by the trident, and countless tiny spell symbols surged out from the broken part.
High up in the air, thunder hammers and lightning chisels clashed intensely against each other. Dazzling golden lightning bolts roared down, striking towards Priest Corpse's head.
The hundreds of enormous dragons shrank to around three-hundred meters long, moving in the air like ghosts. Every time a lightning bolt descended, an enormous dragon would flash across the air and shield itself against it. These enormous dragons wielded their enormous claws and fiercely slapped on the lightning bolts. The lightning bolts were shattered, and smoke puffed up from their claws. The claws of a few dragons were even chopped into pieces.
Some more dragons roared towards Gong Gong. They attacked Gong Gong with their heads, teeth, claws, and tails. These enormous dragons attacked Gong Gong with all of their powers, stirring up countless ripples on the dense layer of water around his body. Gong Gong was forced to spare some of his attention to deal with these fearless dragons.
Some enormous dragons hovered in the air, opening their mouths and ceaselessly letting out streams of green corpse power and poisonous flame.
These corpse power and poisonous flame were made by Priest Corpse with his spirit power. They were evil and cruel, and a slight touch of them could cause a huge trouble.
Facing these corpse power and poisonous flame, Gong Gong dared not to be careless at all. He threw out a fist-sized purple net, which transformed into a cloud of purple mist and wrapped his entire body up. The poisonous flame struck on the purple mist and raised dazzling beams of light, but failed to harm Gong Gong at all.
With the help of these enormous dragons, although the dragon bone whip held in Priest Corpse's hand was destroyed, he easily escaped from Gong Gong's attack range. He flashed across the air and caught up with Zhu Rong Tianming, who was teleported a hundred miles away, grabbed him up, and attempted to run.
"Hm!" Gong Gong sneered and shouted harshly, "You're nothing but a dead thing … Can you hurt that kid?"
Before Gong Gong's voice faded, the sky suddenly dimmed down.
In a great shock, Ji Hao and the others raised their heads and saw an enormous pair of wings covering the entire sky. The pair of wings slightly flapped, and instantly, the entire world was turned dark. Countless tornadoes roared up into the sky from the ground.
Clouds of dark mist rose into the sky, covering that enormous pair of wings, which had a radius of at least a million miles. A scrawny silhouette floated under the pair of wings, looking at Priest Corpse and Zhu Rong Tianming and smiling coldly.
Priest Corpse looked at that scrawny silhouette and screamed, "Not good!" while quickly locking his fingers together. Thirty-six fist-sized golden dragon balls flew out from his sleeves and wove into an exquisite great magic formation, firmly shielding Zhu Rong Tianming in it.
The thirty-six dragon balls glowed with a faint golden light and gathered on Zhu Rong Tianming's body.
Through the golden light, a pearl-like lotus was faintly visible, floating above Zhu Rong Tianming's head.
That scrawny silhouette in the air gave a scornful smile, then raised a purely black, ordinary-looking hammer with both of his hands. His body dove straight down from the sky, leaving a black trace in the air, and violently smashed on Zhu Rong Tianming's body.
"Kun Peng, you old monster! You're courting death!" Priest Corpse growled hoarsely, "This is the one favored by our Master Shifu!"
"Bullsh * t! Do you think I'm afraid of them? If you dare, come to the North Sea and find me! " Kun Peng, who was scrawny and had an ugly face, laughed viciously. His body glowed with a dark light as he launched a full-power attack.
The lotus was shattered, and the thirty-six dragon balls were smashed. The giant hammer held in Kun Peng's hand landed squarely on Zhu Rong Tianming's head. A sphere of fire swooshed out from Zhu Rong Tianming's head, within which, Zhu Rong's enraged face was faintly visible.
'Kun Peng!'
In the fire, Zhu Rong roared.
"Your son is dead!" Kun Peng laughed viciously, put down his hammer, and slightly swung his right hand like a dagger.
Zhu Rong Tianming howled in pain while a head was sent flying high into the sky. Kun Peng's hand blade neatly chopped off his head, and large streams of blood flew out from his neck.
Priest Corpse gave a resonant roar while Gong Gong laughed wildly.
A magic talisman blasted out from Priest Corpse's sleeve. Priest Hua walked out with big steps from the dazzling light generated by the explosion of the magic talisman, with a blue face and a wooden staff carried in his hands.
Kun Peng, who was still strong and vigorous just now, burst into a shrill scream, flashed across the air, and rose into the sky, fleeing like a stray dog. But no matter how fast he was, how could he possibly escape from Priest Hua's hands so easily?
Priest Hua flicked the wooden staff in his hand and curled it. Following his move, Kun Peng, who had already fled tens of thousands of miles away, burst into a shrill howl. The wooden staff abruptly showed up from his back and struck violently on his back.
From tens of thousands of miles away, even Ji Hao and the others heard a muffled, thunder-like thud.
Countless bone cracking noises could be heard. God knew how many bones of Kun Peng's body were broken by this wooden staff. Kun Peng vomited blood while fleeing towards the north, leaving a fierce gust of wind and dark clouds in the air. He never turned around again.
Priest Hua looked at Zhu Rong Tianming's head, which was still hanging on the ground, sighed slightly, and showed a faint smile on his mouth corners.
"Alright, since you've died, it's your fate. Come, come, come, today, you will break all ties with the Zhu Rong family, and formally join us! "
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