Evil Shadow Demon Dragon External Soul Bone, Evil Shadow Thrust!

As Luo Zixi's palm pressed fully against the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon's thick neck, all the dark green force in his hand surged into its neck.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones shattering reached Luo Zixi's ears, but he knew full well that the power contained in his strike had not yet been fully unleashed.

As a Profound Rank High Level Dou Technique, how could the effect of Illusory Wood Cotton Palm under Luo Zixi's full power be as simple as merely breaking one of its bones?

"Crack, crack."

Amid a wave of intense pain, the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon felt as though something were violently tearing at its neck.

When it looked back, it discovered that there was actually one hateful human left uncaught!

"Roar!!!!"

Its draconic roar was even more violent than before. The agony in its neck had clearly driven it into a rage.

As the absolute overlord within dozens of miles, it had actually been injured in the neck by a little brat who looked barely over ten years old!

Outrageous! This was the greatest humiliation of its entire dragon life!

Yet before its furious red eyes could fix upon Luo Zixi, another tremendous force struck from behind.

"Boom!"

That was right—one combo led into another! Once the dirty tricks began, they would never stop!

"Crack!"

As a massive plant fist nearly eight meters in radius smashed into its fifty-meter-long body, another crisp crack rang out beneath the hard scales on its neck!

At that moment, even lifting its head was already excruciatingly painful, let alone taking such a heavy blow!

"Roar!!!!"

With its fury completely ignited and its eyes crazed, the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon madly spewed purple-black breath in every direction. Hidden behind the first large tree directly in front of it, Luo Zixi watched it vent its rage all around like a headless fly.

As for why Luo Zixi had appeared behind the tree closest to it?

As the saying went, the most dangerous place was the safest place. From the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon's earlier actions, it was not hard to see that its intelligence was rather high.

So Luo Zixi came up with yet another underhanded move.

As Luo Zixi lightly pressed one hand to the ground, two moderate disturbances instantly came from behind the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon.

Just as the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon turned around to release its breath, Luo Zixi used Illusory Shadow Immortal Step and, in an instant, arrived once more at the still-upright rear half of its neck with Illusory Wood Cotton Palm.

"Little foolish dragon, becoming my soul ring is your honor."

The moment Luo Zixi finished speaking, the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon reacted. However, before it could turn its head, a sharp pain erupted from the bones in the rear half of its neck.

Then, that pain spread through its entire body. Its neck could no longer hold up, and it finally collapsed onto the ground covered with dead branches and rotting leaves.

Though it was not dead yet, the complete shattering of the bones in its neck left it in so much pain that it could not stand at all. It could only glare fixedly at Luo Zixi with bloodshot eyes, as though doing so could have him sliced into a thousand pieces.

Seeing that it could no longer move, Luo Zixi was naturally no indecisive saint. Dozens of sharp wooden spikes as thick as the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon's neck gathered above it, and Luo Zixi lightly pressed down with one hand.

These dozens of "wooden nails" were no ordinary wood. Their tips had already been coated in a layer of Luo Zixi's Dou Qi Armor.

That was right. After reaching the Great Fighter realm, Luo Zixi had obtained his own Dou Qi Armor. However, his was somewhat special: it was a formless, intangible mass of energy that could be shaped into weapons according to his will, or coated over other weapons.

And these thick wooden spikes naturally counted as "weapons"!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

With the added "Sharpness V" from that layer of Dou Qi Armor, this twenty-thousand-year Evil Shadow Flood Dragon was finally slain!

Dozens of "wooden nails" pierced through every part of its body. Xiao Wu had told him that the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon was exceptionally vicious and cruel, which was why he had come up with such a gentle and practical plan. So, in the end, if it suffered so miserably, it was all Xiao Wu's fault.

Xiao Wu: ????

But after he had gently given it a round of "massage" and "acupuncture," it should have already reported to the Grim Reaper by now.

At the same time, the two men and one woman standing some distance away finally moved closer. However, when they saw a youth single-handedly contend against a twenty-thousand-year Evil Shadow Flood Dragon, the shock in their eyes was impossible to erase!

"Brother, you saw that too, right?"

The only girl among the three widened her eyes and stared ahead in disbelief.

The young girl was breathtakingly beautiful, with a pair of seductive fox-like eyes. Though she wore a light brown combat outfit, it could not conceal her devilish figure.

"I didn't see wrong. That seemed to be just a teenager. He appeared to be fighting a twenty-thousand-year Soul Beast, but how is that possible?"

The slender young man she called brother also wore an expression of utter disbelief. After all, this was simply too unimaginable.

"Heh heh, that kind of power definitely isn't something a little brat could wield. There should be a guardian behind him, and the one who attacked just now was probably someone backing him."

The young man with red hair, red eyes, thick brows, large eyes, and only slightly handsome looks voiced his opinion as well.

However, his eyes were filled with malice as he looked into the distance. No matter who it was, anyone who dared to steal his spotlight in front of Na Na would have to pay the price!

"Hm? Is that so? But if he has a guardian, then we should just leave."

A trace of unease flashed through the slender young man's eyes. If Yan, that brute, were not here, he would have wanted to go forward and make acquaintance with the other party. But since Yan was present, they absolutely could not go!

That was right. The three of them were Spirit Hall's Golden Generation: the Pope's disciples Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan.

As the saying went, it was better not to know each other than to become enemies.

No one knew Yan's personality better than Yan himself. If the other party had not been highly talented and had a powerful father, he would have been beaten to death with sticks long ago.

Not to mention anyone else—even he himself would have gone straight in and beaten the bastard up.

"No need to guess. He's alone and has no protector. Let's go take a look. We might gain something from it."

At that moment, the effeminate man who had been following behind them quietly appeared at their backs, his eyes carrying an amused smile.

Who else could it be but Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan?

Meanwhile, Luo Zixi directly dragged this "stupid dragon" into the deep pool. Absorbing the soul ring above was too dangerous, so he planned to absorb its soul ring inside the dragon's lair.

Fortunately, he was protected by the Wood Spirit Body, so he would not run out of oxygen even if he held his breath underwater for a long time.

Those of you handsome guys who had studied chemistry understood.

In the spacious cave at the bottom of the deep pool, Luo Zixi found a natural karst cave inverted beneath the water. This seemed to be where the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon rested.

Looking at the holes his vines had punched all around the place, he finally understood why this stupid dragon had been so furious.

Its home had been ransacked. Of course it would be angry!

Just then, Xiao Wu, who had been hiding in the Illusory Spirit Immortal Marsh, finally poked her head out.

"Not bad. Your method may be pretty underhanded, but it really works."

Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Luo Zixi curled his lip.

"A move that wins is a good move. I don't care whether it's underhanded or not."

(Righteous and confident, exceedingly proud.)

However, at that moment, a dim dark-purple glow flickered from the Evil Shadow Flood Dragon's "tiny" palm against the darkness.