Facing the attacks of the three coming from every direction, the Flood Dragon King's vertical pupils flared with savage light, yet it did not retreat in the slightest.
With a sweep of its dragon tail, it scattered the pillar of blood surging up from below.
It thrust out its claws and blocked the Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword.
Then, closing its eyes, it slammed its hardest forehead into the giant ape and forced it back.
Only Xuan Li's Moon Wheel bypassed the front, on the verge of striking the Flood Dragon King's cloaca at the base of its tail.
Several scales near the Flood Dragon King's lower jaw suddenly detached and shot out in a line toward the Moon Wheel.
A series of crisp clangs rang out. Clang! Clang! Clang!
The Moon Wheel was ultimately blocked.
"You ignorant vermin, this ends here!"
The Flood Dragon King continued lunging at the three of them.
They could already smell the stench wafting from its mouth and clearly sense the pitch-black vortex inside its gaping maw, condensed yet unreleased, spinning violently.
The three hurriedly retreated while employing their own methods to defend themselves.
Feng Zhongli's thousand-zhang giant ape crossed its arms before its chest and charged headlong at the Flood Dragon King.
Blood Tide churned ceaselessly beneath Song Wen's feet. Countless blood-colored tentacles burst from the waves, intertwining and coiling around one another to build layer upon layer of a writhing wall of blood before him.
Xuan Li's Moon Wheel carved an arc through the cold mist and swept toward the Flood Dragon King's currently most vulnerable lower jaw—the scales there had only just detached and had not yet returned.
The giant ape collided with the Flood Dragon King first.
The former abruptly collapsed into red-and-black baleful qi, scattering in all directions with a