721: C721 Run in All Directions

C721 Run in All Directions

All of a sudden, under Zhang Lingfeng's fierce attack, the dozen Life and Death Stage Martial Cultivator warriors were either killed or wounded.

For example, all the first and second level Life and Death Stage warriors had died.

As for Third Level of Life and Death Stage martial artists, although they hadn't died, they had also suffered severe injuries, and had completely lost the ability to resist.

As for the Fourth and Fifth Level Martial Cultivator Life and Death Stage warriors. . . It's better, but they've all suffered different degrees of injuries.

The battle between Zhang Lingfeng and these warriors had been going on for a long time.

In fact, it had only been a few breaths of time.

In such a short period of time, the group of Human Martial Cultivator, who had been full of energy a moment ago, were either dead or injured. They were defeated like rotten weeds.

The current situation was out of everyone's expectation.

The hearts of those warriors who were still alive were in turmoil at this moment. They could not calm down for a long time.

They were completely unable to accept this fact.

Even if this damned Flood Dragon had a noble bloodline, its cultivation base was only at the Third Level of Demon King.

However, the combat strength unleashed by this Flood Dragon was definitely comparable to a Sixth Grade Demon King.

Perhaps even a Sixth Grade Demon King wouldn't be a match for this Flood Dragon.

After all, they had fought with this Flood Dragon in front of them. Those martial artists who were still alive had a certain understanding of its strength.

Their cultivation was not bad, and they were all old ancestor level figures in the outside world. They could be said to have experienced hundreds of battles and had great experience.

However, this was the first time they had seen a demon beast with such a terrifying combat strength.

For a moment, the remaining martial artists who were still alive completely collapsed in their minds.

Under the pressure of the mystic realm's gravity, their strength seemed to have been weakened.

However, that damnable Flood Dragon seemed to not have been weakened at all. Its combat strength was still incomparably formidable.

Most importantly, the other party still possessed such a terrifying combat strength that transcended realms.

This caused the remaining warriors who were still alive, including the strongest Fifth Level of Life and Death Stage warrior, to feel terrified in their hearts, and they couldn't even muster up the courage to fight anymore.

"This beast is too strong. Let's run away quickly! We'll gather some people and come back to take revenge on this beast!"

The Fifth Level of Life and Death Stage elder was the first to react, and he let out a loud roar at his remaining companions.

After saying this, he forcefully suppressed the injuries in his body and pushed his movement technique to the limit. He turned into a ray of light and fled into the distance.

The Flood Dragon in front of him was too strong.

It was so powerful that it made him despair!

He knew that he was no match for it.

If this stalemate continued, he would definitely die.

In that case, it was better to save his life first.

Therefore, after the Fifth Level of Life and Death Stage elder roared, he pushed his speed to the limit and flew into the distance.

All of them had formed a temporary alliance before coming here, so naturally, they had no feelings for each other before this.

When the other martial practitioners who were still alive saw the old man in the lead run away, their faces turned pale. They also pushed their speed to the limit. They scattered in all directions.

They were not stupid. They knew very well that continuing to stay here was simply courting death.

However, when they thought about the treasures in this place, they were still very unwilling to give up.

They had come to the secret realm to search for treasures.

Now that they had found treasures, they were unable to obtain them at all. One could imagine how depressed and aggrieved they were in their hearts.

However, there was nothing they could do now.

That damnable Flood Dragon's combat strength was simply too strong.

If they didn't run, they would definitely die.

Although there were treasures here, they had to be alive to obtain them.

Because of this, these people were forced to run away helplessly.

At the same time, the few Black Wind Demon Sparrows outside the battlefield discovered that the group of Human Martial Cultivator, who had forced these demonic beasts into a sorry state, had been completely defeated.

Such a result left those Black Wind Demon Sparrows dumbfounded.

Initially, they thought that this Third Level of Demon King Flood Dragon would have to pay a heavy price if it dared to confront Human Martial Cultivator with its own strength. Even if it didn't die, it would still be severely injured.

However, the final result was a slap in their faces.

The Flood Dragon unleashed a heaven-defying combat strength. After the battle, it was completely unharmed.

However, most of the Human Martial Cultivator had died.

The remaining survivors also fled in a sorry state.

The situation in front of them had caused those Black Wind Demon Sparrows to be extremely shocked.

At this moment, the way they looked at the Flood Dragon had completely changed. It was as if they were looking at a monster.

This Flood Dragon was only at the Third Level of Demon King, but the combat strength it unleashed was ferocious to the extreme.

It was comparable to a Sixth Grade Demon King.

As demon beasts, these Black Wind Demon Sparrows knew very well how strong the bodies of demon beasts were. It would be very difficult for them to fight a demon beast that had a higher cultivation base than them.

However, this Flood Dragon in front of them was clearly a Third Level of Demon King demon beast, but it was comparable to a Sixth Grade Demon King.

This caused a storm to rise in the hearts of the group of Black Wind Demon Sparrows, and it was difficult for them to calm down for a long time.

At the same time, Zhang Lingfeng didn't care about his own strength, and how much shock he had caused to the group of Black Wind Demon Sparrows.

Now, he could only watch as the group of Human Martial Cultivator fled. He couldn't care less about the thoughts of those Black Wind Demon Sparrows.

"Hmph! Trying to escape now? It's too late!"

Looking at the three or four Human Martial Cultivator fleeing in all directions, Zhang Lingfeng thought to himself.

He had clearly sensed that before these people left, they were looking at him with hatred and unwillingness.

If he really allowed this group of people to leave and wait for them to call for reinforcements, It would be a huge problem for him.0

Moreover, his Flood Dragon's true body had already been exposed, and he absolutely could not allow these human and demon cultivators to leave.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Lingfeng's huge eyes couldn't help but flash with a hint of ruthlessness.

"Poison Qilin Dance!"

Activating the strong demonic energy in his body, Zhang Lingfeng shouted in his heart.

In an instant, as the demonic energy in his body was consumed, the countless dense scales on his huge body all stood up.

In the next moment, Zhang Lingfeng's body shook. The scales on his body that had more than ten points of strength suddenly shot out, aiming at the fleeing Human Martial Cultivator.

In an instant, the surrounding void was covered with golden scales.

The sky was filled with golden light, as if it had turned into a golden ocean.

Zhang Lingfeng's current size was huge. Each of the scales on his body was bigger than a palm, and they were shining with a sharp luster. They looked like darts.

These scales were not only incomparably sharp, but also possessed terrifying poison.

As his cultivation grew stronger and stronger, the poison within his body also became more and more violent.

Even if these warriors in front of him were Life and Death Stage warriors, if their skin was pierced by the Poisonous Qilin, they would die from the poison within a few breaths of time.

At this moment, Human Martial Cultivator, who had fled for some distance, realized that the sky was filled with scales, and his expression changed dramatically.

The dart-like scales were shooting out too quickly, and there were too many of them. They were so densely packed that they could not dodge at all.

Not only Human Martial Cultivator who was running away, even those Black Wind Demon Sparrows were being attacked indiscriminately by the Poisonous Qilin Darts.

There were too many golden scales, tens of thousands of them. Looking at them made one's scalp tingle, and there was no way to avoid them.

Helpless, everyone present and the cultivators of the Monster Race and Demon Race could only brace themselves and resist.

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