"Is this the treasure of a Chan Teachings Golden Immortal?"
"You shouted so fiercely just now. I thought it was something impressive."
"It's nothing much. It's too thin even to use as a table leg wedge."
Chijingzi was so enraged that his blood churned, and he spat out another mouthful of immortal blood.
"Bixiao, return my magic treasure!"
"You want it?"
Bixiao shook the Yin Yang Mirror.
"Come over and take it yourself."
How could Chijingzi dare approach?
The Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron hung above his head, while the Yellow River's murky waters lay beneath his feet. Any slight movement would subject him to attacks from both sides.
He could barely remain standing now, much less reclaim his magic treasure.
"Senior Brother, we'll help you!"
True Man Taiyi forced himself to raise the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover.
Nine fire dragons charged forth once more, savagely tearing at the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron.
Yellow Dragon True Person also revealed his true form, sweeping his dragon tail across the river's surface in an attempt to cut off the murky waves.
The other Golden Immortals dared not hold back either, each bringing out their trump cards.
For a time, immortal lights of every color illuminated the entire formation.
But San Xiao had long since taken control of every change within the formation.
The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors spun in Qiongxiao's hand, severing the nine fire dragons one after another.
Just as Yellow Dragon True Person rushed into the air, countless chains stretched out from the yellow sand and tightly bound his dragon body.
"Get lost!"
Yellow Dragon True Person twisted his body, trying to break free.
Yet the chains only tightened further. The river's foul aura burrowed through his dragon scales and began corroding his internal organs.
"You should worry about yourselves