Emperor Danwu

Chapter 298 Metamorphosis
boom!
The eight-legged black flood dragon was magnificent, and its huge tail climbed down from mid-air.

Boom!

At this moment, as if the earth was trembling, the entire cave shook.

Shoutout!

The eight-legged black flood dragon, which was jointly attacked by Ye Xingchen and others, rolled violently in the cave, but it didn't expect it to "shutter" and rush out of the cave.

"Don't let it escape!"

Such an excellent opportunity, how could Ye Xingchen let go of this eight-legged black dragon.

As long as this eight-legged black flood dragon is killed, the tide of monster beasts will stop immediately after a short period of time.

Maybe there are still a lot of resources in the body of this eight-legged black flood dragon.

The eight-legged black flood dragon is one of the snakes. Their IQ is not low. They know what treasures can increase their strength and what treasures are useful to him.

"Going up to the top of Heigu Peak." Yang Sen thought that the eight-legged black flood dragon would go to the bottom of Heigu Peak, but he didn't expect it to go to the peak.

Looking at this 15-meter-long, eight-legged black dragon with a body as thick as a cow, it is simply creepy.

It swallowed another eight-legged black flood dragon, stretching its body to more than double its size.

……

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Xingchen and others chased all the way, and finally reached the top of Heigu Peak.

On the top of the peak, there is a desolation everywhere, without any life, just like a dark bald peak.

"Not good."

On the top of the peak, the eight-legged black flood dragon had a huge mouth, and the other eight-legged black flood dragon, which had died and had not yet been digested, spat out from its mouth.

When the eight-legged black flood dragon is in great danger, it will of course spit out food to restore its body's ability.

"Don't let the eight-legged black dragon spit out its food!"

Ye Xingchen stamped his front foot on the ground and rushed up immediately.

It is absolutely impossible to let the eight-legged black flood dragon spit out food. If it is an eight-legged black flood dragon with an empty stomach, its strength in all aspects has reached an astonishing level.

Looking at the eight-legged black flood dragon in front, when it spit out food, it seemed that another eight-legged black flood dragon sprang out of its mouth.

call out!
Less than ten meters away from the eight-legged black flood dragon, Ye Xingchen jumped forward and struck back with a sword.

"Sword Wuhen!"

A sharp sword light rushed towards the head of the eight-legged black flood dragon.

boom!
The body of the eight-legged black dragon couldn't help but fell to the ground in an instant.

Boom!

The attacks of Yang Sen and the others were also indifferent. Several sword qi flew over, and all of them bombarded the eight-legged black flood dragon.

Boom!

I saw the eight-legged black flood dragon rolling several times on the ground, and the corpse of another eight-legged black flood dragon hadn't been completely spit out from its mouth.

"Everyone launch the strongest attack!"

Due to the power of the three fire sources in his body and the power of the dragon source of the Nine Fence Dragon Scale, Ye Xingchen was temporarily unable to use the Huo Rong sword skill.

But ordinary sword skills definitely have this astonishing lethality.

brush!
Suddenly, the two long swords in Ye Xingchen's hands, under the influence of the great perfection of the nine series of swords, the sharp edges continued to flicker out, forming several feet of sharp edges.

"Yin-Yang Sword Skill, Liangyi Shines!"

call out!
The sword light rose from the ground, forming a momentum of Taiji Liangyi, and the sword light flickered non-stop.

brush!
Among them, the Liangyi sword qi radiated into the state of four images.

The four beams of sword light are complicated and confusing, sometimes as fast as lightning, and sometimes sharply intertwined. The swaying sword light is more like a yin and yang Tai Chi hovering on the ground, attacking the eight-legged black flood dragon.

boom!
This sword hit the three-inch heart of the eight-legged black flood dragon, and the snake scales of the eight-legged black flood dragon began to fall off.

Immediately afterwards, the two brothers Yang Sen also displayed their strongest sword skills, attacking the eight-legged black flood dragon.

Boom!

Two variegated sword qi hit the eight-legged black flood dragon.

The snake scales on the eight-legged black flood dragon also fell to the ground one after another.

An eight-legged black dragon without snake scales is nothing more than a "big bug" without defense capabilities.

However, the number of snake scales on the eight-legged black dragon's body was astonishing. Ye Xingchen tried his best to knock down the seven snake scales on the eight-legged black dragon's body.

The two brothers Yang Sen and Yang Lin teamed up and only shot down the eight snake scales on the eight-legged black flood dragon.

call out!
The ice crystal sword in Yao Qianxue's hands flickered, and two purple-blue sword qi flew towards the eight-legged black flood dragon, and saw six snake scales on the eight-legged black flood dragon fell to the ground.

Everyone knew that the eight-legged black flood dragon was cornered, but they didn't dare to fight.

With a flick of its tail, it can release the power of Qipeng, which is enough to smash a warrior to pieces.

"Slash with anger!"

The big sword in Zhao Mingliu's hand slashed fiercely, and fell towards the head of the eight-legged black flood dragon.

Boom!

He thought that his slash would kill the eight-legged black flood dragon, but the head of the eight-legged black flood dragon was still unscathed.

The hardest part of the eight-legged black flood dragon is not the body of the snake, but the head of the snake. Their heads are several times tougher than steel.

"Blood sword intent?"

Suddenly, with a wave of the long sword in Yue Wu's hands, the sword energy turned into a six-tailed green feather fox, which was attacking wildly.

Bloodline sword intent and sword moves are completely different levels of power.

Some warriors used sword moves, and the sword energy formed a tiger shape. That was a sword move, not a bloody sword intent.

Bloodline Sword Intent is its own unique power.

Just like the bloodline sword intent that Yuewu Shuang is displaying now, it is a blue-colored six-tailed qingling fox flying to attack.

This is the bloodline sword intent formed by transforming the power of the bloodline into a unique sword intent.

Boom!

The six-tailed green fox, transformed from blood and sword intent, is making a surprise attack. Its six tails swept across the front and directly knocked off half of the scales of the eight-legged black flood dragon.

"What a strong bloodline sword intent!"

Everyone swallowed, and stared at Yuewu Shuang in horror.

They have also comprehended the bloodline sword intent of others, but they have never seen such a terrifying bloodline sword intent like Yue Wushuang.

That's for sure. After all, Yue Wushuang's true martial blood is the blood of the sixth-grade high-level six-tailed Qinglinghu. How can the blood sword intent comprehended be comparable to the sword intent of the fourth and fifth ranks.

Among them, Zhao Mingliu's true martial arts bloodline is also at the sixth rank, and he has never shown the bloodline sword intent. It's not because he kept a hand, but because he hasn't comprehended the bloodline sword intent yet.

Not all warriors can comprehend the bloodline sword intent, it mainly depends on the level of a person's sword intent attainments.

When she was in the Fire Cloud Sect, Yue Wushuang's sword intent was at the upper-middle level of Ling Wu's younger generation. It is not surprising that she has now comprehended the blood sword intent.

It's just that except for Ye Xingchen who knew about Yue Wushuang's sword intent, everyone didn't know that Yue Wushuang's sword intent would have such a high level of attainment.

Looking at the dying eight-legged black flood dragon, Yang Sen was about to step forward to kill it, when he noticed something appeared on the eight-legged black flood dragon.

"molt?"

Shoutout!

The eight-legged black flood dragon in front of him shrank and swelled up, completing the rapid shedding of its skin.

"No, that's not shedding, it's metamorphosis!"

(End of this chapter)