"Indeed! Fellow Daoist Ku Rong truly is like a ghost that refuses to disperse. But if I remember correctly, only days ago, you were still calling these two Fire Flood Dragon friends brothers."
"How had it been only a few short days, yet the two Fire Flood Dragons had become someone else's spirit beasts and prisoners beneath the steps, while you had instead become someone else's honored guest?"
Leng Yan's expression remained unchanged, the light in her eyes still icy. As she spoke, her peripheral vision swiftly swept over the two Fire Flood Dragons in the air, who were brewing their ultimate moves.
The moment these words came out, the enormous bodies of the two Fire Flood Dragons, who were in the midst of gathering their attacks, paused slightly.
Their huge, bell-like eyes glared viciously at Elder Ku Rong and Hou Sihai, filled with resentment.
Clearly, the two Fire Flood Dragons' fall to their current plight was inseparable from Elder Ku Rong and Hou Sihai.
Elder Ku Rong and Hou Sihai had appeared here at the same time, even helping this Thousand Machine Island cultivator subdue the two Fire Flood Dragons.
It seemed the three parties had long since reached some sort of tacit understanding.
Three Nascent Soul cultivators, plus two fourth-level Fire Flood Dragons. Such a lineup was truly extravagant.
This... was truly a huge problem!
Su Shi'er stood at the head of the Big Dipper Seven Stars Formation. From beginning to end, he had not rushed to speak. Instead, he tightly gripped two top-grade Spirit Stones, rapidly stabilizing and adjusting his condition.
His mind was even clearer and more lucid, grasping everything without form.
The instant he saw Elder Ku Rong and Hou Sihai appear, he knew there was little hope of escaping today.
But after cultivating bitterly