Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
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In the sky above the dragon-raising pond, Lin Wudao and the Mad Daoist hid in the depths of the void, completely concealing their auras.
On the other side, Qiao Yinyang was engaged in a fierce battle with the three-headed demonic flood dragon.
He held an ancient black cauldron in his hand. As spiritual light flickered, a terrifying power appeared. Every time he used the weapon, it shook the void.
It was an Extreme Dao spiritual weapon named the Dari Demonic Furnace.
The explosion of Extreme Dao power seemed to be able to melt everything in the world. Under the power, the three-headed demon flood Dragon was completely suppressed and retreated in defeat.
On its huge body were cracks where blood sprayed in the air.
At a glance, it was extremely miserable.
Seeing this, whether it was Lin Wudao or the Mad Daoist, their eyes were both bright.
