Encountering a Ghost?
"Come out."
Lin Bai stood by the pool, a cold sneer curling at the corners of his lips.
The moment Lin Bai finished speaking, the pool before him exploded with a thunderous boom. Countless sprays of water shot into the sky, and amid the splashing water, a dragon-shaped puppet over a hundred zhang long emerged before Lin Bai.
The dragon-shaped puppet glared furiously with its eyes wide open. It had five claws, its entire body covered in scales and pitch-black from head to tail. An aura of peak Yang God Realm power permeated from it.
"It actually looks like a flood dragon." As Lin Bai looked at the dragon-shaped puppet before him, the Demonic Sword instantly appeared in his hand, and he stared coldly at the puppet as sharp light flashed in all directions.
Roar--
The instant the Flood Dragon Puppet appeared, an enraged roar thundered out. Dense spiritual power merged into the sound waves and came roaring toward Lin Bai.
That roar shook the mountains and wilderness, leaving heaven and earth bleak and solemn!
The Flood Dragon Puppet abruptly twisted its body and lunged fiercely at Lin Bai.
Lin Bai hurriedly shot into the air. A cold smile curled at the corners of his lips as a sharp sword radiance slashed violently down from the Demonic Sword, striking the Flood Dragon Puppet's back.
Bang bang--
The sword radiance struck its spine, sending flames scattering in every direction.
This scene left Lin Bai stunned. "The Flood Dragon Puppet's defenses are actually this astonishing. My Sword Qi can't even split its scales."
"Looks like this flood dragon is one of the stronger puppets on the first level."
"I wonder how many Tribute Red Pearls I'll get after killing it."
A flash of excitement crossed Lin Bai's face as