The other members of the Demon Clan were in much the same predicament.
Though only the ten-thousand-zhang Bone Dragon could tear through space, the other dragons easily caught up with the remaining demons. Their claws flashed, and blood mist filled the air!
One had to know that these ten thousand Bone Dragons had all been at least at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm when they were alive. Now, even the weakest among them had Golden Immortal cultivation, and there were plenty of Grand Unity Golden Immortals and Grand Unity Golden Immortals among them.
By contrast, the strongest among the demons was only a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. Golden Immortals were few and far between, and most of them were merely Mystic Immortals.
Their destruction was over in the blink of an eye.
Meanwhile, Lin Changqing's dragon form surged forward, and he had already caught up with his target: the Ink Flood Dragon!
"Roar!!"
Blood mist coiled around the Ink Flood Dragon, but it could not withstand the Chaos True Dragon aura bearing down like boundless raging tides and a storm of wind and rain.
An overwhelming pressure surged through its bloodline, impossible to resist. A mouthful of blood burst from the Ink Flood Dragon's mouth.
"Ink Flood Dragon?"
"You gathered so many demons to kill me. Sorry for all the trouble."
"Now, die!"
In Lin Changqing's eyes, the Ink Flood Dragon was nothing more than an eyesore of a clown.
The suppression of its bloodline by the Dragon Clan, combined with his Chaos True Dragon body, left it utterly powerless to resist.
Its body was already gravely wounded, and now it was in even worse shape. The arrogance and swagger it had displayed at first had vanished without a trace.
"Human! How dare you!"
"I am of the