"You ants, you're courting death!"
"I'll rip out your tendons, flay you alive, and hack you into ten thousand pieces! Only then will the hatred in my heart subside!"
"It's been ages since I last suffered injuries like these!"
"I'm going to eat every last one of you today!"
"Kill them all!"
"Roar! Roar! Roar..."
Jiao Qing and the other Flood Dragons were beside themselves with fury. Their roars thundered deafeningly, as though the sound would tear the entire world apart.
Their enormous bodies bore down on Youmeng and the others like mountains, and the bloody stench pouring from their gaping maws could be smelled from far away.
"Heh heh heh..."
The countless vengeful ghosts and evil souls surrounding Youmeng surged forward like a tide. Her hair resembled a swarm of nimble little black Flood Dragons, endlessly extending and lashing out in every direction like the wind.
Youmeng alone held back four or five Flood Dragons, displaying overwhelming combat prowess without falling behind in the slightest.
Her petite figure fluttered up and down like a dancing butterfly. Every clash carried a vicious soul attack that made the opposing Flood Dragons howl in agony.
Ox Demon, Zhu Fei, Shen Chang, and the others formed groups of five or six to face one Flood Dragon each, with two Demonic Beasts at the peak of the Human Immortal Realm,
alongside three or four slightly weaker Human Race cultivators. Working closely together, they kept a Flood Dragon firmly entangled. For the moment, the two sides were evenly matched, neither gaining any clear advantage.
Within the thunderclouds, Long Ji watched two Flood Dragon Snakes streak toward him like lightning. Dragon Breath erupted from his mouth like a volcano, delivering an unending barrage of ranged attacks.
"Brat, I'm going to devour you today and ascend