"Roar!"
The giant flood dragon roared in the air. With a trace of pain, it broke through the attack of the Xuanqing Sword and leaped in front of Yang Jiao.
He grabbed his horn sword and saw that there were a few damaged spots on it. He was instantly enraged.
Looking at Yang Jiao's figure, the cold intent became even stronger. He directly raised his huge horned sword and began to fight.
"Hmph, do you think I'm afraid of you?"
In terms of strength, Yang Jiao was not afraid of those at the same level. He could wield the Purple Lightning Hammer, a superior-grade primordial spiritual treasure, with his mortal body. Now that he was a Golden Immortal and had cultivated the Eight Nine Mysteries, his physical strength far exceeded that of experts at the same level.
Yang Jiao suddenly jumped a thousand feet, and at the same time, his body was slightly heavy.
"Dharma Idol World!"
It was the transformation technique of the [Eight-Nine Arcane Art].
Immediately, Yang Jiao's body suddenly rose. In a breath, he had grown dozens of meters taller. In the blink of an eye, he had reached a height of a thousand feet. His bronze skin showed his rather muscular figure.
Moreover, the robes and other magic treasures on his body also grew along with his body size, so there was no situation of his clothes exploding.
Especially the purple lightning hammer in his hand, it had increased by a hundred times.
"Haha, I'll play with you!"
Yang Jiao raised his purple lightning hammer. As he waved it, the surrounding seawater was directly suppressed and collapsed, forming an undercurrent that crashed into the surrounding canyon walls, creating potholes.
"Roar!"
The Sea Corner King's eyes were about to spew fire. He held his huge horned sword and began an earth-shattering melee with Yang Jiao.
The demon race was known for their physical bodies. Although they were not strong enough against the witch race, they were like heaven and earth when facing human cultivators.
However, this also depended on who it was. For example, Yang Jiao in front of it really made it feel aggrieved.
Yang Jiao's every hammer strike would cause his skin to split open. However, although his attacks were extraordinary, he could not even break through the defense that Yang Jiao had set up around him. One could imagine how aggrieved he was.
Although there was a huge gap between early Golden Immortal and intermediate Golden Immortal, it was even harder to bridge the gap between having a spiritual treasure and not having one. Moreover, he had to constantly guard against the sneak attack from the Xuanqing Sword.
"Damn it, if you have the guts, don't use your Numinous Treasure. Let's fight fair and square!”
He was truly aggrieved. He was a peak Golden Immortal, yet he was being suppressed by an early-stage Golden Immortal.
"Hmph, only you can say such shameless words. Why don't you take a look at your cultivation level and mine? Are you an idiot?”
Yang Jiao mocked. The attack in his hand did not stop. The hammer that carried lightning continuously bombarded the giant flood dragon's body. Every time the hammer came down, the majestic lightning directly numbed him. He could not dodge at all.
"Humph! You forced me to do this!"
Hai Jiao's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he retreated. At the same time, a blood-red mist rose from his body and half of his body withered in an instant.
However, the barrier that was preventing him from entering Primordial loosened a little. A wave of magic power that was as vast as the sea shot out.
"Is this the realm of Primordial?"
Yang Jiao was shocked. If this guy really broke through to the Primordial Immortal realm, he would definitely not stay any longer. He would turn around and leave immediately. It was still fine if he was a peak Golden Immortal, but a Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal was already on another level.
In the end, Yang Jiao did not leave because the King of the Sea Corner had not broken through to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm. He was only one step away from it. Moreover, his cultivation did not advance with the breakthrough of his magic power, so he remained at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.
"Today, I will let you die and devour your flesh to make up for the loss of essence I have devoured for a hundred years!”
Hai Jiao said gloomily. At the same time, his body erupted with a force that was even more tyrannical than before, actually shaking Yang Jiao's defense.
Yang Jiao didn't say much. The purple lightning hammer in his hand exploded with even more tyrannical power. At this moment, he had already attacked with all his strength without holding back.
"Rumble!"
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged hundreds of blows.
Yang Jiao spat out a mouthful of blood. The bones in his body trembled as if they were about to fall apart. The attack of the King of the Sea Corner was more than a level stronger than before. The attack penetrated his defense and made his body unable to withstand it.
At the same time, when his Purple Lightning Hammer struck his body, it could only lift up a few scales. Only after a dozen attacks could it deal as much damage as the previous attack.
"I don't believe he can maintain this state for long!”
Yang Jiao was determined. He circulated the fifth level of the Eight Nine Arcane Art crazily. The injuries on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. He collided with the other party again.
"Bang!"
Golden Immortals had endless combat techniques, and Yang Jiao had displayed all of his knowledge to the fullest. They exchanged thousands of moves, but in the end, Yang Jiao was still suppressed by his realm.
The Sea Corner King broke through his defense and clawed a bloody hole in his chest. At the same time, he was severely injured and his Dharma Form was forced to be removed.
Thick magic power gathered in his chest to suppress the wound. The Eight Nine Mysteries circulated wildly to stabilize the wound.
"Hahaha, die!"
Up until now, both sides had been killing until their eyes were red. They used all kinds of methods, but in the end, it was the Sea Corner King's cultivation that suppressed Yang Jiao, causing him to fall into a dead end.
"Boom!"
The vast sea water flowed backwards. The Sea Corner King saw that the flood dragon claw was about to reach him, but at this moment, its attack slowed down.
"Roar, why did it have to be at this time!”
At this moment, the blood-colored fog surrounding the Haijiao King suddenly shrank. The aura of the half-step Primordial expert tensed up and slid down.
"I'm unwilling!"
The Sea Corner King's aura continued to fall until it reached the intermediate Golden Immortal Stage.
"So what if you're unwilling? Your karma is deep. This is the heavens wanting you dead!”
Yang Jiao grinned. He could feel that the Eight Nine Arcane Art's magic power had become even purer in this intense battle.
His aura also changed as the barrier of the early-stage Golden Immortal realm shattered.
He had already advanced to the mid-stage Golden Immortal realm!
Yang Jiao smiled malevolently and took out a jade bottle. A strange fragrance assaulted his senses.
He gulped down most of the Jade Dew in one gulp. At the same time, a wave of vitality filled his body, and the bloody hole in his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All of this was witnessed by the Sea Corner King. He was able to fight against a peak Golden Immortal expert like himself.
Now that the other party had broken through to the intermediate Golden Immortal realm while he had fallen to the intermediate Golden Immortal realm, the battle situation had changed. It had no chance of winning.
"King Haijiao, right? You slaughtered countless humans and formed a huge karma. Now is the time for you to die and make up for it!”
Yang Jiao's expression was surly and ferocious. He abandoned his hammer and used his sword. The sharp sword qi was revealed.
"No, I can't! This has nothing to do with me. I didn't do such a thing!”
At this moment, how could Hai Jiao not understand the whole story? He wanted to explain, but Yang Jiao did not give him the chance.
The long sword in his hand slashed out, and the sword Qi of a thousand feet cut through the seawater, directly slashing at the neck of the Sea Corner King.
"No, you can't kill me. I, the Dragon King of the East Sea, am a distant relative!”
However, this sword qi did not stop at all.
A soaring blood aura filled the entire straits.
"So what if you're the Dragon King of the East Sea? Even if you're the son of Haotian, you'll definitely die!”
Yang Jiao was disdainful. After experiencing the Dragon Han Tribulation, the dragon race had already declined. Up until now, the primeval dragon race only had a few big and small triangular cats. They were not worth worrying about.
However, just as Yang Jiao finished speaking, a slight sigh was heard.
"Little friend, you seem to be looking down on my Dragon Clan?”
His voice sounded old and weak. That faint sigh made Yang Jiao's heart tremble.
Yang Jiao turned his head and saw an old man with two horns on his head holding a dragon staff. He had an old face but was in high spirits.
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