The Seven-Colored All-Heaven Umbrella had Seven-Colored All-Heaven spiritual radiance upon it, and every ray of that radiance was equivalent to a top-grade binding-type magic treasure.
It left Ye Jingcheng inside as though he had sunk into a mire, finding it extremely difficult to move.
And seizing this chance, five spiritual shadows identical to Lan Li appeared around him. Dense, tightly packed dragon scales gradually began to cover those spiritual shadows as well.
Before long, unless one looked closely, it was impossible to tell the difference between these spiritual shadows and Lan Li's true body.
They roared together and turned into blue rainbows as they charged out. Even Ye Jingcheng's expression changed at this moment, and he repeatedly urged the Great Origin Golden Body, condensing his flesh into that of a golden man. Beneath the secret art, he also activated spirit control, covering himself in a layer of scale armor.
The Heaven-Stabilizing Treasure Mirror was also deployed by him.
Dense golden light shattered those seven-colored spiritual rays one after another, and facing the dragon bodies, Ye Jingcheng darted up and down, using the Mystic Wind Spirit Step to evade five of them. But the final one raked a claw across Ye Jingcheng's shoulder.
It directly tore away a small half of his flesh, exposing shocking blood and bone.
Ye Jingcheng's teeth clenched until they clicked, and the violent pain twisted his face.
Even with a Nascent Soul body cultivator's cultivation, how could he compare to a fifth-rank peak flood dragon?
"Hmph, you do have a little ability!" Seeing Ye Jingcheng still barely manage to activate a spirit talisman and pull away, Lan Li could not help but give a cold snort.
The smugness on his lips was plain for all to see.
In his eyes, now that Ye Jingcheng had suffered