Although the Sky Bearing Sect cultivators knew about the existence of the Winged Flood Dragon, no one had ever fought with it, so no one knew what this snake monster was capable of.
Until now!
After luring the Sky Bearing Sect cultivators a few dozen meters away, the Winged Flood Dragon suddenly showed its might. Its previous display of weakness was just to lure the enemy out of the protective range of the Spirit Array.
A few bolts of lightning fell, and the attacks of the cultivators stopped. The Winged Flood Dragon finally had a chance to catch its breath. It opened its mouth and aimed at the Imperial Artifact streams of light lingering around it, spitting out a dark green snake mist.
Exclamations rang out as the Armament and Ghost Cultivators who were attacking the enemy with their Spirit Artifacts discovered to their horror that the connection between them and their Spirit Artifacts had been cut off.
The reason why cultivators could use Artifact Manipulation was because once they reached the Seventh Order Realm, they would be able to control Spirit Qi outside of their body. By storing Spirit Qi in their Spirit Artifacts in advance, they would be able to control it when needed. This was Artifact Manipulation. Of course, this was the Artifact Manipulation method used by Spirit Stream Realm cultivators. Once a cultivator was strong enough, they would be able to form their Divine Sense. At that time, it wouldn't be so troublesome. Those Spirit Sea Realm cultivators could directly use their Divine Sense to control their Artifacts.
Therefore, the key to Artifact Controlling for Spirit Stream Realm cultivators was to control the Spirit Qi stored in their Spirit Artifacts.
However, the dark green snake mist was too corrosive. Even the Sky Bearing Sect's Spirit Array couldn't withstand it, let alone these Spirit Artifacts of different quality. The moment they were enveloped by the snake mist, the Spirit Qi stored in the Spirit Artifacts was eroded, and the connection between the cultivators and their Spirit Artifacts was naturally cut off.
* Ding ding dang dang dang * A dense sound rang out as the Spirit Artifacts in the sky fell down like dumplings. This time, at least a hundred Spirit Artifacts lost control.
The Winged Flood Dragon spat out a few more mouthfuls of snake mist, and even more dumplings fell.
The Spirit Artifacts that were lucky enough not to be corroded by the snake mist were all recalled by their masters, not daring to be presumptuous in front of it.
The sudden change made it difficult for the Spell Cultivators of the Sky Bearing Sect to cast their spells. The Armament and Ghost Cultivators' Artifact Controlling also lost its deterrence. In other words, the Sky Bearing Sect's long-range attacks were directly suppressed.
Zou Qi's mind buzzed as he felt a chill rush to the top of his head.
Ying Jiao lowered its head, its dark green snake eyes flashing with a cruel light. It swung its body slightly, and its huge snake tail was like a wall as it slammed towards the body cultivators at the front.
The body cultivators had been prepared for a long time. Their blood and qi surged on the surface of their bodies, and the defensive spirit artifacts in their hands shone brightly. Each of them was as steady as a mountain.
There was a loud boom …
The radiance of the spirit artifacts dimmed by a large amount. Some of the defensive spirit artifacts that were of insufficient quality were directly turned into fragments under this attack. Along with them, the figures of several body cultivators were sent flying. All of them spat out mouthfuls of blood in mid-air, their expressions dispirited.
Only a few Ninth Order Body Cultivators managed to block this violent blow, but even so, they were still forced back as their bodies trembled violently.
The attack of a ferocious creature like Winged Wyrm wasn't something that they could endure at all. If it wasn't for them having the advantage in numbers, merely that attack from before would have caused all of them to perish on the spot.
This was not the end of it. After the Winged Flood Dragon's attack, it raised its long tail high and smashed it into the crowd with a loud bang.
Those who were quick to react had already run away, while those who were slow to react were directly smashed to the point where not even their bones remained.
With just a few strikes, the Winged Flood Dragon's counterattack had disrupted the Sky Pillar Sect's formation. The snake tail rose and fell again and again, and with every strike, someone would die.
As if it wasn't satisfied, the Winged Flood Dragon stretched its head down and bit down on the body of a Weapon Cultivator who had leaped high into the air. As the Weapon Cultivator screamed in horror, his body was bitten in two.
Blood spurted out from the snake's mouth. The visual impact of this scene was too strong, and many cultivators collapsed on the spot.
Being struck to death by the Winged Flood Dragon's lightning or being smashed to death by its tail was nothing, but being bitten to death by such a bloody mouth was too terrifying.
"Run!" Someone couldn't bear it and shouted.
"Who's shouting!?" Zou Qi, whose eyes were red, flew into a rage. If the scene wasn't too chaotic, he would have found the person who shouted and killed him. At this critical moment, it was too hateful to shake people's hearts. "No one can run! Spell Cultivators, cast your spells quickly. Weapon Cultivators, Ghost Cultivators, use your talismans. Body Cultivators, block it with me! "
He was originally commanding from the rear, but at this moment, he couldn't care too much and directly rushed forward. This was because he knew that if he, the guardian, didn't do anything, their formation would be completely disrupted. At that time, it would be even more impossible to resist the Winged Flood Dragon's slaughter.
The Winged Flood Dragon was indeed strong, but there were hundreds of Sky Pillar Sect cultivators, and they weren't soft persimmons that could be easily pinched.
Seeing that Zou Qi was personally going into battle, the panicked cultivators slowly calmed down. The Spell Cultivators finally got rid of the disturbance of the lightning power. Spiritual power surged around their bodies, and they once again cast spells.
The Weapon Cultivators and Ghost Cultivators who had lost their Imperial Equipment also began to take out their talismans.
A group of cultivators led by Zou Qi stood in front of the Winged Flood Dragon, silently enduring its anger.
When looked at from afar, numerous tiny figures that were like ants were scattered in an area in front of the enormous serpent's body. Multicolored lights ceaselessly assaulted it from behind, causing the Winged Wyrm to hiss endlessly. The scene was rather magnificent.
It had to be said that Zou Qi was indeed an amazing person. In such a situation, he decisively rushed out and took the lead, not allowing his side's momentum to collapse. After paying a considerable price, the situation was actually stabilized by the Sky Pillar Sect cultivators!
Being able to sit in the position of guardian of a sect's encampment was indeed not for nothing.
After using up their talismans, the Weapon Cultivators and Ghost Cultivators also rushed forward with their Spirit Tools. Under the cover of the Body Cultivators, they constantly hacked at the Winged Flood Dragon's body. Although the Winged Flood Dragon's casual attack could cause them to die without a burial ground, they didn't hesitate.
The Winged Flood Dragon's scales had an extremely strong defensive power and were as hard as steel. However, no matter how strong the defense was, it couldn't stop the furious cultivators' fearless attacks.
The casualties of the Sky Pillar Sect cultivators were increasing, but the Winged Flood Dragon's injuries were also increasing. The huge snake's body was densely covered in wounds, and many of its scales had already fallen off.
If the situation continued to develop like this, the Winged Flood Dragon might really be repelled. However, it was unrealistic for the Sky Pillar Sect cultivators to kill it, because the Winged Flood Dragon would definitely escape if it sensed that something was wrong.
Facing hundreds of cultivators by itself, including many in the Eighth or Ninth Order, the Winged Flood Dragon was worthy of being the strongest Monster Beast in the Spirit Stream Battlefield.
Even if Xiao Hui came over, it wouldn't be able to do better.
However, the situation definitely wouldn't develop like this.
Just as the Sky Pillar Sect's morale was at its peak, the figure of a large ship suddenly appeared in their eyes. The large ship was flying in the air, several dozen meters above the ground. Its speed wasn't too fast, but it definitely wasn't slow either.
At the bow of the large ship was a pattern that the Sky Pillar Sect cultivators were familiar with.
That pattern represented Silver Light Island!
On the deck, Luo Fu's figure was clearly visible.
The people of Silver Light Island had arrived!
Standing on the deck, Luo Fu poured his Spirit Energy into his eyes and watched the battle outside the Sky Pillar Sect's station from afar. When he found that it was the same as Hao Ren's real-time message, he was overjoyed and couldn't help but laugh, "The Heavens are really helping me. Sky Pillar Sect … are you going to die this time!?"
Behind him stood a group of Silver Light Island cultivators, all of whom were rubbing their fists.
Zou Qi, who was leading the charge, turned green.
The station was being attacked by the Winged Flood Dragon, and the cultivators of the Sect had suffered heavy casualties. At this critical moment, their sworn enemy, Silver Light Island, had suddenly come. There was no worse news in the world than this.
Last night, when the Sect's mineral vein was attacked, he felt that it was Silver Light Island's doing. He originally planned to send people to investigate the situation after dawn, but before he could take action, the Winged Flood Dragon attacked. Zou Qi didn't have the strength to deal with other matters and could only deal with the trouble in front of him first.
Now, it seemed that it was Silver Light Island's doing last night. They must have been lying in ambush in the dark, waiting for an opportunity. At this moment, they finally couldn't hold back.
Was the Winged Flood Dragon's attack related to Silver Light Island?
Zou Qi didn't know. If it was related, then it was too terrifying. But if it wasn't, then it could only be said that the Sky Pillar Sect's luck was too bad!
"Retreat to the station!" Zou Qi roared and dodged the Winged Flood Dragon's ferocious attack. However, the strong impact still sent his body flying and he fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Facing the Winged Flood Dragon alone, the Sky Pillar Sect might still have the strength to fight, but Silver Light Island also came to join in the fun, so they couldn't show off.
Almost at the same time he gave the order, another gap opened in the defensive formation. The Dharma cultivators in the rear hastily withdrew, followed by the Ghost and Weapon cultivators, and finally the Body Cultivators.
At this moment, the Winged Flood Dragon was already ferocious because of its injuries. How could it let the people of the Sky Pillar Sect retreat safely? As the cultivators retreated, the power of lightning once again appeared on its fleshy horn and struck down, causing rivers of blood to flow in front of the sect's defensive formation.
In less than an incense stick's worth of confrontation, the Sky Pillar Sect had lost nearly a hundred people. It could be seen how ferocious the Winged Flood Dragon was.
After striking out a few bolts of lightning, the Winged Flood Dragon's momentum weakened greatly. It seemed that it had consumed a lot of energy, so it couldn't use the power of lightning without restraint.
The formation closed once more, and the pursuing Winged Flood Dragon was once again blocked outside the light barrier. It madly charged forward, and the wounds on its body split open, dripping with blood.
On the other side, under Luo Fu's command, Silver Light Island's large ship brazenly passed by the Winged Flood Dragon and the Sky Pillar Sect's encampment. Under the despairing gazes of the Sky Pillar Sect's cultivators, it landed on the other side.
Figures walked down from the large ship and gathered into a formation of several hundred people in the blink of an eye.
The expressions of the Sky Pillar Sect's cultivators became even more desperate.
The Winged Flood Dragon was still charging at the formation, spitting out snake mist from time to time. It had an almost unsolvable thirst for scales.
The Sky Pillar Sect alone couldn't stop it, not to mention that the people of Silver Light Island had also arrived. Once they took action and attacked from two sides with the Winged Flood Dragon, the Sky Pillar Sect's formation would collapse even faster.
"Luo Fu, were you the ones who led the Winged Flood Dragon here?"
Inside the formation, Zou Qi, who was in an extremely sorry state with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, looked at Luo Fu through the light barrier.
Luo Fu chuckled and said, "How could my Silver Light Island have such great ability? It was just a coincidence."
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