Cunning Black Demonic Flood Dragon, Refining the Horizontal Bone, Gaining Human Speech

In the blink of an eye, a vast palm seal glittering with radiant Buddhist light descended from the heavens.

Wherever the palm seal passed, it swept away the Demonic Qi in every direction like Autumn Wind Sweeps Fallen Leaves.

Its power was clearly far inferior to the wrathful-eyed Buddha image Zen Master Shanfa had unleashed.

Yet the momentum it contained was not inferior in the slightest.

Su Shi'er had no doubt that if he could cultivate the Great Brahma Holy Palm to a higher level, it would absolutely surpass that move.

Sensing the aura of the Great Brahma Holy Palm, Zen Master Shanfa's expression remained unchanged, though he gave a slight nod.

He was clearly quite satisfied with this move's power.

After all, when dealing with a demonic beast like the Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon, even he could easily be caught up in the aftermath with the slightest carelessness.

The two attacks shot forth without distinction of order, like raging waves crashing against the shore as they charged straight at the Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon.

At that moment, the Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon's two pairs of enormous eyes were utterly consumed by terror.

It could only watch helplessly as the onslaught surged toward it. Bound by boundless Buddhist power, its body could only sway slightly.

It was utterly powerless to change its predicament.

That feeling of despair drove it to the brink of collapse.

Knowing there was no escape, venomous resentment immediately filled the Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon's eyes. Its bulging eyes stared fixedly ahead, as though it wished to etch the people before it firmly into its memory.

"Boom!"

The two attacks arrived in an instant and fell at the same time, each striking one of the Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon's remaining massive heads.