The Yellow Flood Dragon charged unhindered and continued lunging at Wang Qingshan. It opened its bloody maw and spewed out a ball of dazzling yellow light that struck toward Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan pinched a sword incantation, and seven hazy azure flying swords shot out. After circling once, they merged into one, transforming into a giant sword light more than ten zhang long that went straight for the Yellow Flood Dragon.
The giant sword light easily cleaved the yellow light apart and slashed ferociously toward the Yellow Flood Dragon.
The sky suddenly darkened, and the seawater reflected a scarlet red, as if it had caught fire.
A huge Crimson Fire Cloud hung high in the air. From within the fire cloud came bursts of muffled thunder-like sound, and it gave off a heaven-toppling heat wave.
A ruddy-faced Red-Robed Elder held a crimson banner in his hand, his expression cold and indifferent.
The Red Banner in his hand swung fiercely, and a dazzling red light flew out, vanishing into the Crimson Fire Cloud.
The Crimson Fire Cloud surged violently like boiling water, and crimson firestones the size of water vats flew out from within it one after another, smashing toward Wang Qingshan like meteors falling to earth.
With a shake of its head and a sweep of its tail, the Yellow Flood Dragon broke away from the battle and avoided the crimson firestones.
And that was not all. Ye Lang and the other man also controlled their Magic Treasures one after another, attacking Wang Qingshan.
An astonishing Sword Intent surged out from Wang Qingshan. Countless illusory Azure Flying Swords emerged, and the illusions rapidly solidified, spinning ceaselessly around him. An Azure Tornado more than ten zhang tall appeared out of thin air and swiftly swept toward Ye Lang and the other