Mo Yan and Xue Zhuyong had fallen into the Spirit Abyss at almost the same time as the King of Dragons.
Since the two of them had come to the Spirit Flame World, the Dragon Monster King and Jiao Yan must have done the same.
However, given the size of the Spirit Flame World and the random teleportation of the Spirit Abyss, it should have been difficult for them to meet in such a short period of time.
Fortunately, the Jiao Dragon Monster King landed in the Spirit of Flame Tribe's territory just like Mo Yan.
"Yan is the spirit of the Mystical Fire. Although he does not belong to the Spirits of Flame, his position in the Spirits of Flame is the highest.
The Spirits of Flame are spread throughout the entire Fire Domain. Therefore, the moment we landed here, the Spirits of Flame noticed us and informed Yan, "Mo Yan explained," The Dragon Monster King's location is also in the Spirits of Flame's grasp. "
Xue Zhuyong thought for a moment and said, "The King of Dragons was already severely injured when he fell into the Spirit Abyss. His combat power has already been reduced to the lowest point.
As a water-type monster, he can't replenish his spiritual power in the Fire Domain. Under such circumstances, he might not even be able to use twenty percent of his strength. "
"Now is the time when the Dragon Monster King is at his weakest. It is indeed the best time to attack."
"Jiao Yan is extremely weak. Even his tendons have been removed. The Swordmaster has even placed some measures on his body. It is not worth mentioning now. We only need to consider the King of Dragons," Mo Yan added.
"Taoist Lu Qingshan, Taoist Qin." Mo Yan lowered his voice and invited Qin Yitian and Lu Qingshan, "Would the two of you be interested in accompanying me to meet the King of the Sea who has entered the furnace?"
"Of course I will follow Young Master Lu's decision," Qin Yitian said matter-of-factly.
Lu Qingshan fell into deep thought.
Xue Zhuyong, who was in the Early Nascent Soul stage but had already reached the second level of the Perfected Realm, Mo Yan, who had just become a Golden Elixir Daoist, and himself, who was in the Perfected Foundation Establishment stage, were going to fight the King of Dragons, who was at most twenty percent of his peak state.
As for Qin Yitian, although her cultivation was not obvious, her various strange actions had already made Lu Qingshan guess her identity.
No matter what, Qin Yitian must have had something to do with the source of the dragon breath in the Dragon Pool.
A woman with such a strange background must have her own unique means. At the very least, he didn't have to worry about her safety. She might even be hiding some big killing move like a small sword.
After calculating the formation of his side, Lu Qingshan said decisively, "Kill him while he's down. This is a feasible plan!"
Mo Yan clenched his fists and coldly said, "Alright, today we will make the Flood Dragon King, who has been tormenting the Flood Dragon Island for hundreds of years, pay with his blood!"
Mo Yan patted Little Fire Spirit on his shoulder.
Little Fire Spirit obediently floated in the air and called out softly.
An invisible sound wave quietly spread out.
A moment later.
Gurgle gurgle ~
The magma river began to churn and boil. Bubbles popped up one after another and then burst open. Countless blazing red dots emerged from within, like fireflies, floating up from the magma river that flowed underground.
These red dots were the Spirits of Flame.
Countless Spirits of Flame passed on the news from afar through the primitive method of relaying the news to Flame.
Yan then passed it on to Mo Yan.
Mo Yan received the news and nodded. He said to everyone, "Since the Flood Dragon King entered the Spirit Flame World, he hasn't moved. Follow me!"
Mo Yan leaped up and flew toward the northeast.
Several streaks of light immediately followed behind and broke through the air.
.....
Other than the different patterns on the ground, the Spirits of Flame's territory looked almost the same.
If it were not for Yan's guidance, it would not take long for them to fall into confusion and wonder if they were walking in circles.
About half an hour later.
Mo Yan stopped and said softly, "Yan said that it's just ahead."
Everyone indicated that they understood. They all retracted their auras and prepared to silently sneak over.
However, at this moment, an extremely mournful roar suddenly rang out from not far away.
Everyone's expression changed. They were not unfamiliar with this roar. It was the Flood Dragon Demon King's voice.
"What happened?"
Lu Qingshan had a guess in his heart. He looked at Mo Yan and waited for his explanation.
"It's the swordmaster's doing," Mo Yan's gaze was cold as he said in a cold voice, "Although we deliberately left Jiao Yan alive as bait to lure the Flood Dragon Demon King, Jiao Yan's blood has been stained with blood.
However, Jiao Yan's hands were stained with the blood of so many humans. How could the Blademaster let him go so easily?
In reality, Jiao Yan's essence energy has already dissipated. Even an immortal can't save him. The swordmaster only used a special method to temporarily keep him alive, allowing him to linger on.
Now that I think about it, he must have reached the limit and died on the spot. "
The four of them walked forward for a while.
Lu Qingshan's eyes immediately widened. He saw that in the middle of a small hill that had cracked open, there was a black dragon beast that was over sixty feet long. Its entire body was dripping with blood, but its ferocity was monstrous. Half of its body was coiled within the crack.
It was the Flood Dragon Demon King.
The Flood Dragon Demon King's expression was filled with pain as he let out an earth-shattering roar.
Beside him lay a black flood dragon beast that was slightly shorter. However, there were no signs of life from it. What was even more strange was that the black flood dragon beast's huge body was extremely shriveled for some reason.
In the surroundings, there were pieces of the golden rope that had been torn into pieces.
It was the Dharma artifact that the Dragon Slaying Saber had used to restrain Jiao Yan.
"Jiao Yan is indeed dead. The Dragon Slaying Saber is indeed ruthless to flood dragons," Lu Qingshan thought to himself as he took a deep breath when he saw the shriveled corpse of the flood dragon.
The Flood Dragon Demon King was currently in anger and pain.
All the scales on his body had already fallen off. The wound caused by the Sword Qi hidden in the small sword did not show any signs of healing. Instead, it seemed to be worsening.
There were bloodstains all over the hill.
The Flood Dragon King was definitely at his weakest now.
More importantly, Jiao Yan's death was a huge blow to the Flood Dragon King. For a moment, the Flood Dragon Demon King did not notice Lu Qingshan and the others approaching.
"I'll make the first move," Xue Zhuyong said in a low voice. His tone was difficult to refuse.
Xue Zhuyong's cultivation was far superior to the four of them.
If not for Xue Zhuyong, a Nascent Soul cultivator, they would not have dared to come even if the Flood Dragon King was heavily injured.
Therefore, the person who made the first move was undoubtedly Xue Zhuyong.
Xue Zhuyong's movements were extremely fast. With a flick of his left hand, a flame appeared and turned into a fire bead.
Compared to the Meter-Long Saber, this was the Dharma artifact that Xue Zhuyong had used for the longest time.
A thick layer of fire mist spread out from the fire bead. Within the mist, there were fire snakes swimming.
Xue Zhuyong did not hesitate and spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the fire bead.
With the support of the blood essence, the fire bead instantly overflowed with light and quickly expanded.
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