The golden giant eagle paused in midair. Seizing the opportunity, the black flood dragon swept its enormous tail at it. The golden giant eagle was sent flying backward and smashed into a mountain, its body sinking deep into the rock face.
In the next moment, the black flood dragon spewed a thick black light pillar that struck the golden giant eagle in a flash.
At the same time, the blue turtle and giant octopus each cast spells at Shi Yue.
Explosions rang out nonstop, flames roared, and the spectacle was astonishing.
The next moment, a burst of green light shone amid the flames, and an azure flood dragon flew out.
The azure flood dragon was covered in bloody gashes. Most of the scales on its tail had fallen off, leaving a mangled mess of flesh from which white bone could just be seen. A several-zhang-long bloody gash ran across its belly.
"Boy, Shi, try it now and see if you can break the formation. If this goes on, I'm afraid you won't last much longer. If you kick the bucket, it'll all be over," Xiaoyaozi's voice rang in Shi Yue's ear.
"No. He still has plenty of magic power. Breaking the formation now would just waste it. Every bit of magic power is precious right now. I want to see whether he has more pills to restore his magic power or I have more Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk."
Pills that restored magic power were precious, and there were limits on how many one could take; they couldn't be used without end. Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk was different—it could be consumed without limit.
"You're still alive after all that?" The middle-aged man's expression turned ugly.
In the past, Shi Yue wouldn't have been able to hold out for long. But not long ago,