Kill the Demonic Drake

Elsewhere.

Xu Qing's many clones no longer hid themselves. They flashed into view at once, each employing different methods.

With Xu Qing's help, the pressure on Li Yi greatly diminished, and his swordsmanship became increasingly frenzied.

But the Netherworld Demonic Drake was no ordinary foe.

It let out a furious roar, Nether Qi boiling around its body as it forcibly shattered Xu Qing's Spear Light.

Its enormous tail swept across, whipping up a violent gale that sent Xu Qing flying.

Boom!

The void suddenly trembled.

Xu Qing's figure flickered repeatedly before he finally forced himself to a stop hundreds of meters away, his face pale!

This sight made Li Yi's eyes light up.

They were clearly both Tribulation Immortal High-Ranks, yet Xu Qing's defensive power was evidently far greater than even Zong Fan of the Iron Weapon Sect, who specialized in body refinement!

"Do not clash with it head-on. We need to find its weakness!" Li Yi roared, somehow shouting four words in one breath.

After only a few breaths, Xu Qing had recovered from the churning blood and qi within his body.

His figure moved like lightning, weaving through the surging Nether Qi surrounding the Netherworld Demonic Drake.

Facing this terrifying existence comparable to a peak Dao Immortal,

not only did he feel no fear, but it instead stirred the unyielding fighting spirit in his bones.

Rather than fleeing, the two of them actually intended to slay the demonic drake!

"The Netherworld Demonic Drake is an ancient remnant species. Its weakness must lie where the Nether Qi is thinnest!" Li Yi shouted as he drove his sword into the drake's back.

Bang!

Even the demonic drake's formidable defense could not stop the sword in Li Yi's hand!

As sparks burst forth, dark red blood exploded with them.

"Roar!"

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