"Poisonous flood dragon!"
Han Li screamed inwardly, with a rare expression of fear on his face.
This monster is bright red in color and has a body length of hundreds of feet. It is almost exactly the same as the Mo Jiao that Han Li has seen before. Judging from the substantive aura flowing on its bright red scales, it is definitely a genuine eighth-level monster. Han Li had seen the kind of pressure that this monster gave him, only on those Nascent Soul stage old monsters.
The Jiao class is one of the few types of heaven and earth spirit beasts that have survived since ancient times. This kind of monsters not only practice far faster than ordinary monsters, but once they are successful in cultivation, their mana and supernatural powers far exceed those of the same level of monsters. It is not impossible for purebred flood dragons to even leapfrog the ranks to destroy the enemy.
If the records in the classics are true, even though this poisonous dragon is an eighth-level monster, it will not be at a disadvantage even if it fights against a ninth-level monster.
How could this make Han Li not change his face. Han Li almost immediately had the idea of running away, but finally he was rational and did not dare to act rashly.
Now there are two escaping lights flying towards here in the distance, it seems that they came here with bad intentions, and it is better to escape while taking advantage of the chaos than to act rashly and leak their whereabouts now.
But even so, Han Li quietly put the blood-colored cloak on his body, and at the same time shook his hands slightly, and the flower basket with five elements rings quietly appeared in his hands.
Only then did Han Li feel relieved.
At this time, the poisonous dragon had stopped neighing, twisted its huge dragon head, and glanced at the giant tortoise that was still desperately resisting in the thunder and lightning, a strange color flashed in its eyes.
But then a frightening blue light radiated from his body, and his huge figure shrunk and deformed sharply in the light.
After a while, a humanoid dragon about the size of an ordinary person appeared in place.
The head is still the ferocious dragon head, unchanged at all, the limbs have changed into a human form, and the bright red scales are all over the body. There is still a thick dragon tail at the back, which keeps swinging back and forth.
Seeing the scene of the flood dragon transforming into form, Han Li was horrified.
The humanoid Poisonous Dragon just stood on top of the waves with bare hands, as if walking on flat ground, without shaking its body.
But after turning into a human form, the poisonous flood dragon's green eyes inadvertently glanced at Han Li's invisible direction. The coldness in his eyes immediately made Han Li's whole body icy cold, and the palms holding the two ancient treasures broke out in cold sweat.
Fortunately, at this moment, the golden light in the distance is almost the same as the red mist in another place, flying to the front.
The poisonous flood dragon immediately ignored Han Li, and looked coldly at the three people who appeared in the air.
The one in the golden light is an old Taoist priest with Taoism and fairy style, with a treasure knife in his back, a dust whisk in his hand, a golden gossip Taoist robe, and he is twirling his beard and looking at the human-shaped poisonous dragon. In addition, there is also a hint of greed flashing in the eyes.
Standing not far from the Taoist priest, however, was a pair of middle-aged men who looked similar, with zombie-like livid faces and fiery red robes, all of which were the same, the only difference was that one was carrying a huge red gourd, and the other One is holding a walking stick with a ghost head about Zhang Xu high.
The two of them first glanced at the giant tortoise and the poisonous dragon below, and then at the Taoist priest on the opposite side, without saying a word.
Among the three, the old way is the cultivation base of Yuan Ying's early stage, but the two middle-aged people are only at the level of the late stage of alchemy. However, what makes Han Li strange is that these two red-robed middle-aged people are at the same level as the poisonous flood dragon and Yuan Ying. The old Daoist in the infancy stage was full of momentum, without showing any trace of fear.
"Hey! I didn't expect to meet two fellow Daoist Huo. I'm so disrespectful to the poor!"
After rolling his eyes a few times, the old Taoist suddenly said to the two red-robed men with a smile.
"We didn't expect to meet Senior Jinxia here. Senior wants to hunt and kill the two monsters below. If that's the case, let the two of my brothers be with Senior."
The red-robed man with the gourd on his back twitched his face, and preached without changing his expression.
Hearing this, the old man felt depressed for a while.
The poisonous dragon below is equivalent to the existence of a ninth-level monster. No matter how arrogant he is, he doesn't think that he can take down this dragon by himself. If it weren't for the sharpness of the magic weapon, he wouldn't even dare to make such a move.
Therefore, after the old Taoist frowned a few times, he simply coughed a few times, and said directly: "The two fellow Taoists were joking, the poor Taoist alone can't fight against the poisonous flood dragon below, the same, even if the two fellow Taoists are carrying the God of Breaking Heaven Sand can't trap this monster. If we join forces, there is still some possibility. I wonder if the two fellow daoists are interested in giving it a try? No one has encountered an eighth-level monster for many years. If we can get away with it, I don't need an eighth-level demon pill, but the spirit of this flood dragon must be extracted by the poor."
Daoist Jinxia stared at the two red-robed men and said slowly.
The words of the old Taoist seemed to have surprised the two red-robed men, but they glanced at each other, not knowing how to communicate, the middle-aged man holding a ghost-headed crutch nodded briefly and replied: "Okay! Since senior Having said that, then it’s settled like this, the two juniors don’t want to let go of this opportunity, so let’s fight it out!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the other person turned his hands up, and the fiery red gourd behind his back was in his hands at some point.
The old Taoist was overjoyed when he heard the words, and when he raised his hand, a cyan jade ring sprayed out from his cuff, and it swelled in the wind and made a humming sound.
The poisonous dragon below has been watching the three of them coldly, and seems to understand their words. After a flash of sternness, he opened his mouth wide without saying a word, and a bloody light shot straight at the old man in a flash, and his own figure flashed, and he disappeared from the sea surface out of thin air.
The next moment, the Poisonous Flood Dragon appeared behind the two red-robed men as if teleporting, and with one move with both hands, the blue light flashed with ten fingers and thrust down fiercely. With a loud bang, a giant blue hand suddenly blocked the blow.
It was the red-robed monk's ghost-headed crutch that automatically turned into a ferocious ghost about ten feet tall and saved them.
Even so, the Huo brothers were taken aback. There was a hint of horror on the face that was originally deathly.
But at the same time, they also lightly sacrificed the red gourd. After a gust of wind, countless red crystal sand poured out of the gourd overwhelmingly, turning the area of more than a hundred feet into fiery red in a blink of an eye. The world trapped the poisonous dragon in it.
On the other side, the bloody light sprayed out by the poisonous flood dragon intertwined and fought with the jade ring shot out by the old Taoist like a living thing.
Seeing the dignified face of the Jinxia old man, not daring to let the blood light get close to him at all, he knew that the blood light was also very important.
The poisonous dragon was forced to fight one against two, obviously delaying the time for the demon turtle to cross the tribulation.
The same old Taoist and the two red-robed men were also afraid that the poisonous flood dragon would fly away seeing the bad situation, and they were happy to consume the monster's mana a little bit, and then make a sudden attack. As for the giant tortoise, even if the tribulation is over, It has also been seriously injured, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
In this way, the three people and one monster fought together in the sky, and the giant tortoise crossing the catastrophe below also reached the critical point. The landing in the sky was no longer a series of lightning bolts, but a group of silver thunderballs began to fall, hitting directly The giant tortoise was trembling all over, roaring loudly.
Seeing this situation, Han Li, who was hiding aside, was overjoyed.
Naturally, he doesn't have any thoughts of making a profit. He can't intervene in a fight of that level. Whether it's a demon or a human who wins in the end, it is absolutely more than enough to deal with him, a monk in the alchemy stage.
Now that he finally had a chance to escape, he hastily poured all his mana into the blood-colored cloak, and instantly turned into a ball of blood and pierced through the air.
Han Li's astonishing ecstasy also shocked the fighting three and one monster, but they immediately ignored it.
Because although the speed of the blood light was extremely fast, they could tell at a glance the depth of Han Li's cultivation. A monk in the early stage of alchemy was really insignificant to them.
Fearing that the cave would be discovered by these monsters and monks, Han Li's blood light did not fly into the sea of fog, but found another direction to escape.
With the astonishing speed of the bloody cloak, Han Li escaped thousands of miles in one breath. Seeing that there was nothing chasing after him, he felt relieved, put on an ordinary light, and continued to fly forward.
After flying for more than half a day, Han Licai randomly found a deserted island and stopped temporarily.
After staying in the nearby waters for several days, it was estimated that the battle over there should be over, so Han Li flew back cautiously.
Sure enough, the area around the sea of fog has calmed down. The monsters, monks, and sky thunders all disappeared, as if nothing had happened.
Han Li stood on the surface of the nearby sea and pondered for a while, then slowly released his consciousness and began to scan the nearby sea area. Suddenly, his heart moved, a blue light flashed, and he suddenly sank into the sea. After a meal, Han Li flew out of the sea with one thing in each hand.