Using the Devouring Sword Soul to subdue the Evil Flood Dragon was the best method Lin Bai could think of at present.
The Evil Flood Dragon had a secret technique for fighting to the death. If he wanted to drag Lin Bai down with him, Lin Bai would also be seriously injured. That was something Lin Bai did not want to see.
Standing atop the Evil Flood Dragon's head, the Devouring Sword Soul spread out slightly, driving away all the devouring power in this place.
"I'll help you resist this place's devouring power. You go seize the treasures!"
"If there's anything I need, give it to me. If I don't need it, you can take it all."
Lin Bai sat between the dragon's horns and spoke calmly.
Having come here, Lin Bai's most important task was to find the Five Elements Dao Body Chapter and treasures that could deal with the Giant God Race. Aside from those, the other treasures were not particularly necessary to him.
Especially for sword cultivators, one person and one sword were enough to stir heaven and earth into chaos. Most of the magical treasures in a sword cultivator's hands were shields and protective treasures. As for offensive treasures, they were nothing but extra weight to a sword cultivator.
The Evil Flood Dragon felt the devouring power around him constantly gnawing at his flesh, and his heart immediately filled with delight.
Without the devouring power corroding him day and night, he could fully unleash every means at his disposal and compete with everyone else here.
"If you had helped me just now, how could I have lost to that old monster from Tianyi City?"
The Evil Flood Dragon regretted it deeply. If Lin Bai had helped him just now, then in his battle against Ninth Uncle-Master