Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of countless rocks falling could be heard.
The entire underground arena was disintegrating under the monster's tentacles.
Li Yueming stood in the sky with his golden blade.
He waved his hands.
The supernatural energy in the cells gathered at one point.
He grabbed the hilt and slashed down.
Instantly, a crescent moon more than ten meters long fell from the tip of the blade.
Sensing the killing intent, the monster waved its tentacles and threw a huge rock at him.
The blade light collided with the boulder.
"Bang!"
An explosion sounded.
The huge rock was split apart by the saber light.
The rest of the blade light slashed at the monster's body, but in the end, it only bloomed with a little scarlet light.
For a monster with such a huge body, this level of slash was not even considered a superficial wound.
It only made the monster's scream even more ear-piercing.
In the surroundings.
