"What happened?" Seeing that the demons had not been teleported away, and that Mulu King was so overjoyed, Zhu Mei hurriedly asked.
Mulu King drew a deep breath and cried, "Let me tell you all, this truly is the Cold Spirit Valley used by our ancient Demon Race for trials. These demons... no, they can only be called demon beasts. They were born and raised within Cold Spirit Valley and know nothing of cultivation. They... have no divine sense!"
"What? No divine sense?" The demons rejoiced inwardly, but Old Demon Zhi Feng immediately cried out in indignation, "Even if they have no divine sense, they have no intelligence either! No, these demon beasts have not even reached the Feather Shedding Realm, yet they possess the strength to pluck down the moon???"
"Forget that for now, hurry and leave!" Zhu Mei spread her feathered wings and rose into the air, shouting, "Let's escape the Lightning Flood Dragon first. That fellow is already flying over."
"Go!" Ao Zhan raised a hand, a golden spear appearing in his grasp, and said urgently, "We'll discuss how to face the enemy as we go..."
The six demons no longer dared to concern themselves with the water at the entrance. They hurriedly mounted demon clouds and flew far away. Moments later, the Lightning Flood Dragon descended amid flashing thunderbolts. Before it even landed, its savage aura sent the surging water scattering in all directions.
The Lightning Flood Dragon extended its serpentine head and sniffed the water. Lightning rippled around its body as it seemed poised to charge into the entrance. Boom... A stream of star power exploded at the entrance, forcibly overturning the more-than-two-hundred-zhang Lightning Flood Dragon! Bloody cracks even appeared between its scales...
Roar... With a mournful howl, the Lightning Flood Dragon shot into the