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Purple-Clawed Flood Dragon
This scene made Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan heave a sigh of relief.
Mu Yun landed and stood beside Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan.
"Sorry, that Hu Cong escaped!"
"It's alright."
Mu Yun said slowly, "We have found what we are looking for. It's fine if he escapes. It's not too late to kill him the next time we meet him!"
Liang Wenxuan said worriedly, "But this Purple-Clawed Flood Dragon is a Level Six Sacred Beast and a Sacred Venerate. The three of us might not be able to deal with it …"
"Don't worry."
At this moment, Mu Yun said slowly, "If it was a true Rank Six Sacred Beast, I would have thought of a way to escape with all of you. However, although this fellow is a Rank Six Sacred Beast, in order to refine the Nine Origin Blood Spirit Dew, it did not hesitate to use its own blood essence as a catalyst.
Hearing this, Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan's eyes lit up.
If that was the case, they would be able to put up a fight.
The Nine Origin Blood Spirit Dew was extremely beneficial to Sacred Martial Cultivators. It could refine the Sacred Body and condense Origin Energy. If the two of them were baptized by the Nine Origin Blood Spirit Dew, they might even reach the Sacred Venerate realm.
"The three of us will surround it. Remember not to charge forward fiercely. We only need to attack slowly and exhaust it!"
"Mm!"
"Understood!"
Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan nodded.
The three figures immediately charged out in a triangular formation.
Boom …
A series of explosions suddenly sounded. The Purple-Clawed Flood Dragon seemed to have seen through Mu Yun and the other two's intentions and broke out of the ground.
Only a part of its huge body was exposed, but it was already a hundred feet long.
The pair of huge purple claws were like tree branches that covered the sky in front of it.
"Kill!"
At this moment, Mu Yun rushed out without any hesitation.
If he could obtain the Nine Origin Blood Spirit Dew, he could use it to break through to the extreme Sacred Emperor realm.
Once he reached the extreme Sacred Emperor realm, it would only be a matter of time before he broke through to the Sacred Venerate realm.
The three figures rushed out directly at this moment.
"Eight Arms Iron Fist, Six Fists Realm!"
Six fist shadows directly landed on the Purple-Clawed Flood Dragon. Boom! Boom!
Boom boom boom boom! The six fist shadows all crashed into the body of the purple-clawed flood dragon.
However, the Purple-Clawed Flood Dragon's body merely trembled a little before it stabilized and no longer fluctuated.
It would be difficult to injure him with six punches!
Mu Yun also became particularly serious at this moment.
On the other side, Liang Wenxuan and Yi Yue were equally shocked when they saw this.
Mu Yun had mastered the Eight-Armed Iron Fist. Even an extreme Saint King of the same level would not be able to block her six punches.
However, that big fellow merely trembled a little before completely blocking the attack.
It was truly inconceivable.
"Eight Fists Realm!"
Mu Yun's figure charged out once again. Her Eight Arms Iron Fists were executed to the extreme.
The berserk shadow of the eight fists exploded at this moment.
Dong …
Muffled explosions rang out one after another, making everyone's mind ripple.
At this moment, Mu Yun's face was ferocious, and her fists were wreaking havoc.
Bang …
However, at this moment, the purple-clawed flood dragon raised its claws and slapped out.
Muffled explosions rang out, and the purple-clawed flood dragon's attack was completely blocked.
This time, any attack became useless.
The Eight-Armed Iron Fist was executed to the extreme, but the purple-clawed flood dragon could easily block it.
"Damn it!"
Mu Yun finally understood that even if the purple-clawed flood dragon was injured, it was still a Saint Venerable. The difference between a Saint King and a Saint Venerable was too great!
"Falling Moon Slash!"
"Boundless Whirlwind Palm!"
At this moment, Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan also moved.
No matter what, the passageway into the valley was blocked by Hu Cong. It was impossible for them to escape instantly.
Right now, only by dealing with the purple-clawed flood dragon could they have a chance of escaping alive!
"Slash!"
Two figures attacked from the left and right.
"Good chance!"
Mu Yun saw the two attacking and the purple-clawed flood dragon defending from the left and right. She immediately raised her sword and attacked.
"Great Sun Sky Opening Sword!"
She immediately used the Sun-Moon-Star Sword Technique and slashed out with the Liyuan Sacred Sword in hand.
Dong …
Sword light flashed, and a muffled sound rang out. A trace of blood splattered out.
The Liyuan Sacred Sword finally broke through the purple-clawed flood dragon's defense and made it bleed.
At this moment, the purple-clawed flood dragon saw a fine trace of blood on its body and immediately went crazy.
Whoosh …
As the wind howled, the purple-clawed flood dragon's attacks became even more violent.
The wind howled, each wave stronger than the last. Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan were sent flying by the powerful airwaves. They spat out mouthfuls of blood, turned pale, and fainted.
This purple-clawed flood dragon was too strong!
At the Saint Venerable level, the will of a Saint Venerable was condensed and the power of the soul could destroy everything with a single thought.
Mu Yun retreated pathetically.
If not for his strong physique and the protection of the Golden Dragon Armor, he would have fainted by now.
Whoosh …
The purple-clawed flood dragon looked at Mu Yun with a sneer in its eyes.
Seeing that Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan had fainted, a murderous intent appeared in Mu Yun's eyes.
"It's more suitable for me to deal with you now that the two of them have fainted!"
Mu Yun said coldly, "Otherwise, I really don't know how to explain to Senior Sister Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan if they come out."
Buzz …
As soon as Mu Yun finished speaking, four figures appeared.
The Pangu Spirit was in the lead, and Mu Bufan, Mo Yu, Huang Yan, and Luo Tianxing were at the side. The 300 Osteopyrum stood still, and their auras were all at the Saint Emperor level.
The Pangu Spirit's Qi and blood were even more powerful at the Saint Venerable level.
"Kill it!"
Mu Yun shouted.
Mu Bufan was a descendant of the Titan Race, a first-class race in the Great Thousand World.
As for Mo Yu and Huang Yan, they belonged to the Ink Qilin Lineage and the Earth Qilin Lineage.
As for Luo Tianxing, he was the leader of the 300 Osteopyrum.
The four of them had extraordinary backgrounds, and they had been cultivating in the Life-and-Death Secret Pavilion all these years, and their progress was rapid.
The Pangu Spirit's strength had gradually increased after merging with the four Origin Flames.
Most importantly, these guys were cultivating in the Blue Sky Underworld Diagram, and the World Tree was in the Blue Sky Underworld Diagram. The massive amount of World Power was enough to increase their strength continuously.
Boom …
In an instant, more than 300 figures charged out.
A strong murderous aura surged.
The Pangu Spirit was in the lead, and he continuously attacked with the Origin Flames. He laughed loudly and seemed extremely excited.
His idea was simple. Since he had lost the way to be free in the world, then he would follow Mu Yun and make a name for himself in the Great Thousand World.
Mu Yun stood where she was, watching the 300 Osteopyrum charge out.
The Purple-clawed Flood Dragon was at the Saint Venerable level, but even so, it was not impossible for the Pangu Spirit to lead everyone to kill him.
The battle between the two sides caused the entire valley to tremble.
Mu Yun looked ahead with a solemn expression.
This kind of battle was also very beneficial to his cultivation and comprehension.
Moreover, the Purple-clawed Flood Dragon's spirit was so strong that it made one drool. If he could devour it, his cultivation realm would definitely increase rapidly.
Roar …
Following the attacks of the 300 Osteopyrum, the Purple-clawed Flood Dragon finally fell into a frenzy of anxiety.
Although it was strong, it would only die if it was exhausted.
Most importantly, in order to nurture the Nine Origin Blood Spirit Dew, it had not hesitated to consume its own blood essence.
This kind of consumption was extremely damaging to the mind.
Suddenly, the Purple-clawed Flood Dragon flew out and charged towards the Nine Origin Blood Spirit Dew.
"Stop it!"
Mu Yun shouted, "Don't let it get the Nine Origin Blood Spirit Dew."
Although the Nine Origin Blood Spirit Dew was not completely formed, it could at least recover some of its strength if it consumed it. At that time, even the Pangu Spirit, a Saint Venerable, might not be able to do anything.
Boom …
The Pangu Spirit grinned and shot out a fire net.
At this moment, Huang Yan and Mo Yu also directly followed. The two of them were extremely fast as they directly charged out.
Facing such attacks, the Purple-clawed Flood Dragon's face turned cold. Two mere Saint Emperors were not a threat to it at all.
However, right at that moment, Mo Yu and Huang Yan's bodies turned around.
Roar …
Two loud and clear roars rang out at this moment. The two figures suddenly transformed, turning into two figures that were 1,000 feet tall.
Mo Yu was covered in a pitch-black armor. His figure was mighty and tall. At this moment, he looked like an auspicious sign that stood proudly in the Nine Heavens.
Huang Yan's body was like yellow sand, but it was shining like a crystal.
The two of them had transformed into the Black Qilin and Earth Qilin. They looked mighty and extraordinary.
In an instant, the berserk aura of his bloodline was completely unleashed.
Mu Bufan took a step forward. The skin on the surface of his body cracked. His entire body kept growing. His muscular figure that was originally 1.8 meters tall grew to a hundred feet tall.
Under such circumstances, the aura that the three of them released stunned the Purple-clawed Flood Dragon.
What the hell was that?
Qilin Divine Beast!
Titan Giant!
The Purple-clawed Flood Dragon's body trembled. Its face was filled with fear.
"Kill!"
Mu Yun waved her hand. Immediately, several figures rushed forward.
This was a battle without any suspense.
Bang …
In the end, as the Purple-clawed Flood Dragon's body fell to the ground, the ground shattered.
Powerful waves of air rolled out.
Mu Yun took a step forward. Her devouring aura spread out continuously …
"Hmm?"
Time passed slowly. Yi Yue woke up and shook her head.
"Purple-clawed Flood Dragon!"
Suddenly, Yi Yue sat up and looked around cautiously. However, everywhere she looked, it was a mess.
"Hmm?"
At this moment, a bewildered voice sounded in his ears.
Liang Wenxuan looked into the valley. He was also at a loss.
"That's … the corpse of the Purple-clawed Flood Dragon!"
Both of their faces changed in shock.
The Purple-clawed Flood Dragon was dead?
What had happened?
While they were surprised, they saw a figure sitting cross-legged in the valley. It was Mu Yun.
However, at that moment, Mu Yun was sitting upright as if he was cultivating.
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