I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

The poisonous hidden fish had just been dealt with, but now it was raining again. This abnormal scene immediately attracted the attention of the three of them.

"It's really a wave of just flattening, and a wave of rising again."

Taoist Wan Xing's expression became extremely solemn, and he looked into the depths of the rain curtain with a hint of worry in his eyes.

In the depths of the rain curtain, there was a hundreds of feet long monster like a snake looming, hovering and dancing in the clouds, stirring up gusts of wind.

This is indeed a flood dragon, a mutated flood dragon with true blood!

"It turned out to be the Rain Calling Flood Dragon."

On the side, Yun Shi's pupils shrank suddenly, and she couldn't help revealing the specific identity of the monster.

Calling Yutian Jiao, although its name is Jiao, it is one of the direct descendants of the Dragon Clan, its blood is extremely pure, and it has true blood in its body.

Not only is it infinitely powerful, but it also has the innate ability to control the wind and rain, which is quite mysterious.

In the rumors of the outside world, there was a secret:

When a place has experienced hundreds of years of drought, the river bed bottoms out, the vegetation turns to ashes, the soil turns to sand, and all living beings suffer.

A celestial master set up a three-color altar to sacrifice to the river god, and then when the three-color soil was scattered to the sky, gray shadows appeared in the clouds, and it rained heavily for three days and three nights, and the drought was eliminated.

The river god in this secret has the supernatural power of calling the wind and calling the rain, and his specific identity is very likely to be the rain calling dragon.

"It seems that the visitor is not good."

Beside Wan Xing and Yunshi, Ziqing was already holding the Mingyuan sword tightly in her hand, she replied calmly.

In her line of sight, the animal pupils of the Yutianjiao were blood-red, full of bloodlust, and opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs.

The move was clearly intentional.

"The Yutian Jiao is an auspicious spirit beast with a gentle temperament and never participates in the battle of killing."

"But now it seems that it has stayed in the weak water for too long, and has been assimilated by the surrounding environment and mutated."

Wan Xing said with some regret in his eyes.

"Roar!"

Sure enough, as the words of the three fell, they saw the rain-calling dragon coming riding the storm.

It opened its bloody mouth and drank violently, and suddenly a solid gray black rain raged, rushing towards the wooden boat where the three of them were.

This is one of the innate magical powers of the Rain Calling Flood Dragon, which naturally conforms to the laws of nature and has extremely strong lethality.

"Two fellow daoists, the potential of the rain-calling dragon is almost comparable to that of a real dragon, and they have been dormant in the weak water for a long time. No one knows what kind of changes have taken place."

"In this dangerous period, we have to put aside our past suspicions and join forces to fight against the enemy. If one side holds back, there may be accidents."

Wan Xing frowned, looked at the black rain that was coming across, and couldn't help but said in a deep voice.

But as soon as the words fell, Wan Xing's entire face turned gray, and mottled true essence gushed out of his body in waves, condensing into a translucent, half-human tall, big-headed ghost in mid-air.

This is the martial arts supernatural power that Wan Xing cultivated after lying in the coffin for more than ten years, a strange resentful soul that was raised in captivity by relying on corpse energy and Yin energy.

At this time, Wan Xingxiu moved together, and his momentum was more than a little stronger than when he faced the poisonous hidden fish before.

The moment his resentful soul appeared in the void, the surrounding void suddenly became cold and gloomy, making Zi Qing and Yun Shi beside him frown slightly, with a natural dislike.

However, the natural discomfort of the two dissipated in just a moment, replaced by a look of determination in their eyes.

After all, a genuine rain-calling celestial flood dragon was right in front of them. It was almost invincible in the realm of the four heavens, and it had an advantage in location. It could be said to bring a sense of threat to the two of them.

Even if they are the elite saints in their respective top forces, they are not enough to look at, and they have to join forces to fight against the enemy, otherwise they will fall into trouble.

At this moment, there was a surge of sword energy, stirring up the situation, and Yunshi also recovered her monster form. There was a small snake entrenched in the corner of the wooden boat, exuding the blood of the fairy green snake.

Wan Xing and the others joined forces, and a big battle broke out immediately.

The battle is fierce and the momentum is huge.

There were even slight vibrations in the lake separated by layers of mist, and the water surface had irregular ripples, which were transmitted to the distance.

On the far surface of the water, Zhang Yi, who was quite far away at this time, also encountered trouble.

He was stopped by a cyan Sky-reaching Lingjiao with a slightly smaller body.

But at this time, he was not worried, but his brows were full of surprise and surprise.

"How could it be the Tongtian Lingjiao?"

"It's rare that there is not one, but a pair of flood dragons dormant under this heavy water lake. What about the other stronger mutated dragon calling the rainy dragon?"

Zhang Yi had some doubts in his heart.

He didn't expect that the strongest beast that existed in the weak water lake didn't find him and Shen Yuanyi, but instead targeted Wan Xing and the other three.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the Tongtian Lingjiao in front of him raised his head to the sky and hissed, and a savage beast aura rushed straight into the sky, causing the water surface of the lake to fuse, forming waves to rush towards Zhang Yi.

With this, the latter was finally aware of it later, and broke away from a while of thinking.

"That's all."

"If Calling Yu Tianjiao is here, maybe it can cause me some trouble."

"At this time, it's just an upper-level Sky-reaching Lingjiao. It's just a row of top-level monsters. In the realm of the fourth heaven, it is far from enough to compete with me."

Zhang Yi restrained his mind and looked at the surging waves in front of him, shaking his wooden boat up and down. He couldn't help but snorted coldly, raised his right foot, and stomped it down.

"Buzz!"

Although the true essence was suppressed, with Zhang Yi's foot falling, the boundless energy contained in the giant spirit body of Wanyue was suppressed immediately.

A wave of air also spread under the wooden boat, annihilating each other with the spreading waves. In this way, Zhang Yi's wooden boat stabilized.

But Zhang Yike didn't have the habit of being beaten passively.

After balancing his situation for the first time, the next moment, the insightful eyes in his eyes shone with a mysterious light, and with the help of the surging waves, he glimpsed the figure in the mist.

Immediately, a streak of blood-colored sword energy pierced through the mist and landed on the body of Tongtian Lingjiao extremely quickly, causing it to fall heavily into the lake and suffered a heavy blow.

At this time, Zhang Yi did not mobilize the cultivation power of the Taixuan Sword Manual, but only used the vast power of Wan Yue's giant spirit body to use the sword formula to fight against the enemy.

"Roar!"

Tongtian Lingjiao fell into the lake and was wounded by Zhang Yi, and even let out a miserable howl.

But then, its brown animal pupils became more and more angry.

I saw the Tongtian Lingjiao fell into the lake, swung its long and narrow tail directly, and swam over from the bottom of the water like an arrow leaving the string.

After approaching, he directly whipped Zhang Yi with his tail, wanting to fight hand-to-hand with a strong body tempered by weak water.