But only realizing it now was clearly far too late. What Lin Xuan had aimed for, with his vast experience in magical combat, was precisely the moment when they were fighting like raging fire and boiling oil, with no way to free their hands to strike back.
His hands traced strange arcs through the air, and all the spiritual power in his body poured like water through a broken dam into the Dharma Treasure before him. An inconceivable scene appeared: the number of Ice Flood Dragons and Fire Dragons suddenly multiplied by more than ten, their terrifying aura blotting out the entire sky at once as a force of destruction surged forth.
"Go!"
Lin Xuan pointed forward, and those flood dragons instantly split from one into seven. And the pressure each one released not only did not weaken in the slightest, it grew even stronger.
How was this still Hundred Dragon Fangs? Their number had clearly reached over a thousand.
Lin Xuan had once used a spell of this power against the Shark Race's Sick Demon, but back then he had relied on the miraculous effect of the Medicine Spirit to temporarily raise his realm to the Dongxuan Realm. In the end, it had still been the power of pills.
This time was different. Lin Xuan had taken nothing at all.
With Dual Infant One Core advancing to the late stage at the same time, Lin Xuan's depth of spiritual power could almost compare with that of a Dongxuan old monster. That was why he could reproduce this terrifying move.
At this moment, using Hundred Dragon Fangs was also the most suitable choice. Lin Xuan's eye for seizing opportunities was beyond question.
As for the Demon Race being swept up in it as well, Lin Xuan did not care. In