A Fierce Battle Against Golden Core Cultivators! Something Was Wrong with These Two Golden Cores.

In another stretch of sea, Mo Yang and the Black Flood Dragon were still waiting with their people.

Everyone was already in position. As soon as word came from Zhou Jing, they would make their move.

On the carrier's deck, Mo Yang gazed at the distant sea with a solemn expression.

After nearly five years of training, their Azure Dragon Formation finally had a chance to truly fight today.

Whether they could defeat Golden Core cultivators would be the best test of the Azure Dragon Formation's five years of training.

Mo Yang knew full well what problem the Xingfeng Sect currently faced.

Ordinary weapons were of little use against Golden Core cultivators, so they had to use nuclear bombs every time they faced one.

His people could handle Foundation Establishment cultivators well enough, but against Golden Core cultivators, they fell far short.

The most fundamental reason was that they were only a group of martial artists.

Martial artists were inherently and fundamentally different from immortal cultivators.

That was why Mo Yang had spent this time trying to give the Azure Dragon Formation the strength to slay Golden Core immortal cultivators.

Only once they had slain a Golden Core immortal cultivator would Mo Yang feel he had lived up to Chen Feng's trust.

While Mo Yang was thinking, the Black Flood Dragon rose from the sea and landed directly on the deck.

"Mo Yang, we've been waiting so long. Why haven't those people come yet?"

The Black Flood Dragon and his Demon Beast army had been ready for a long time, but no one had shown up, and he was growing impatient.

Mo Yang said:

"More than a dozen Golden Core cultivators aren't easy to keep occupied. Let's wait a little longer."

Just as Mo Yang finished speaking, a carrier crew