Rescuing Emperor Tang (4)

"Don't get cocky, you little thief!" Anger flashed in the Jing River Dragon King's eyes. He turned toward the three descending bolts of lightning and opened his mouth.

A bucket-thick stream of golden dragon flame gushed from his mouth, threaded with eerily chilling black-green light, and collided with the three massive thunderbolts.

With a sharp hiss, the three thunderbolts met the fate of flames doused with water. Their radiance flickered a few times before they turned into wisps of smoke and vanished into thin air.

The Dragon King formed a seal with his left hand and pointed. The countless golden cone shadows originally aimed at Shen Luo immediately changed direction, hurtling toward the three incoming Magical Artifacts.

After a series of deafening collisions, all three Magical Artifacts were destroyed, bursting apart.

Shen Luo remained calm, seemingly without the slightest regret over the destruction of his Magical Artifacts. He murmured an incantation, and Moon Shadow light blazed over his feet. Wisps of green light also appeared around him, and he vanished in an instant.

A moment later, he appeared out of thin air several zhang behind the Jing River Dragon King and swept both hands forward again.

Hundreds of talismans shot out in a dense barrage, transforming into smaller bolts of lightning and tongues of flame. Together, they formed a sea of lightning and fire several zhang across that surged toward the Jing River Dragon King.

Without anyone noticing, a small crimson sword with a dim glow shot from Shen Luo's sleeve. It was the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, and it slipped into the sea of lightning and fire as it flew toward the Jing River Dragon King.

Though each Minor Thunder Talisman and Blazing Fire Talisman possessed little power on its own, hundreds layered together unleashed terrifying fluctuations of lightning