Invincible from a hundredfold talent

After the dark gourd.

Lu Li's cold voice spread in all directions.

"Roar"

The Demon Flood Saint roared angrily.

Between the huge dragon's mouth, another monstrous breath gushed out.

Stack the two!

The breath that was disturbed by the pitch-black gourd became stable again.

"call out!"

The huge pitch-black horn went up against the current, moved forward with difficulty, and finally stopped ten feet away from the body of the Demonic Flood Saint.

Lu Li's expression changed drastically.

With the help of that fused thousand-fold talent, he deduced it hundreds of millions of times before he finally found a possibility of hurting the Demon Flood Saint.

Taking advantage of the weakness of the giant dragon's breath, he cut in with the pitch-black gourd, causing the breath to become chaotic, and then revealed the horn of the magic flood dragon hidden in the pitch-black gourd!

Take advantage of the chaos!

Go upstream with ultimate power and severely injure the Demon Flood Saint!

In his deduction, this series of scurrying movements could at least damage the Demon Flood Dragon Saint!

But now!

Before the horn of the Demonic Flood Sage reached the body of the Demonic Flood Flood Saint, he could no longer move forward.

His deduction in every possible way was broken so easily!

The power of a saint!

Really so powerful!

"You've done enough, leave the rest to me."

behind!

Qian Wang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

All over the body, the source of holy light was a masterpiece, turning into an extremely sacred aura, breaking through the rapid and steady breath of the giant dragon in an instant, and coming to the stagnant black giant horn.

Holy light shines!

All the power poured into that holy horn!

And let the pitch-black giant horn go upstream, rushing towards the high and high Demonic Flood Saint.

"boom!"

There was a violent crash.

Above the head of the Demon Flood Saint, the pitch-black dragon horn suddenly broke.

"Roar!"

The Demon Flood Saint looked up to the sky and howled.

With a flick of the huge dragon's tail, a monstrous force of destruction swept out, instantly causing King Qian and the giant black horn to fly backwards.

"King!"

With a flash of Lu Li's figure, he was about to catch him.

But the moment he came into contact with King Qian, a monstrous force came from the sky.

"puff!"

Lu Li immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Physical shock!

A terrifying force poured in.

If he hadn't taken advantage of the fused thousand-fold talent to remove it in time, his body would explode and die.

"Are you OK?"

Qian Wang looked back at him, still smiling.

"King, you"

Lu Xin was shocked!

In King Qian's body, the forcibly elevated saint's origin was weakening rapidly, as if it would collapse and dissipate in a short time.

"This is the result!"

Qian Wang smiled lightly.

Forcibly break through!

After the extreme, it will naturally be destroyed!

Even if there was no Mo Jiaosheng's tail just now, after this great battle, his origin would collapse.

Qian Wang didn't take these things to heart at all.

He looked at the Demon Flood Saint, who had only one horn left, with a hint of arrogance on his face.

"Saint Demon Flood Dragon, you are the one who lost!"

"Roar!"

The Demon Flood Saint roared again.

With a flick of the long tail, he came in front of Lu Li and King Qian.

"That's right, it's Ben Sheng who lost!"

As a sacred beast!

As early as a hundred years ago, it was already transcendent and sanctified!