"Thunder Flood Dragon!"
Han Zhangxiang's expression tightened. If they had set up a formation, their odds of victory would have been quite high. But this Thunder Flood Dragon was far too vigilant! The moment they appeared here, it had discovered them.
In terms of physical strength alone, flood dragons ranked among the best within the Demon Race. Slaying a fourth-rank high-grade Thunder Flood Dragon would be no easy task.
The instant the Thunder Flood Dragon appeared, countless silver arcs of lightning surged from its body, engulfing Han Zhangxiang and the others. Fortunately, the Hundred Ghost Umbrella protected them, and they were unharmed.
The Thunder Flood Dragon's tail swept out violently and struck the black radiance, producing a muffled boom.
The defensive power of a low-grade defensive spirit treasure was still formidable; the Thunder Flood Dragon would not be able to break it so easily.
Ye Xin sacrificed the Ice Soul Pearl and fired a spell seal into it. After the Ice Soul Pearl spun rapidly, it spewed out countless streams of white frigid qi. The white frigid qi churned violently, transforming into a White Ice Python over a hundred zhang long. It was a manifestation of magic power, not a physical entity.
The White Ice Python lunged at the Thunder Flood Dragon. Wherever it passed, great amounts of white ice fragments appeared in the air.
Han Zhangxiang and the others attacked the Thunder Flood Dragon in succession.
The Thunder Flood Dragon let out a resounding dragon roar. Lightning flared across its body before it vanished without a trace—Thunder Escape Technique.
Han Zhangxiang and the others' attacks missed. The Thunder Flood Dragon had already appeared directly above them.
The Thunder Flood Dragon circled high in the air as lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. A mass of black thunderclouds materialized out of