577: C577 The Thunder Cut Flood Dragon

C577 The Thunder Cut Flood Dragon

At this moment, the Bloodline Power in Zhan Tianming's body had already been fully accumulated.

That boiling bloodline of his seemed to have encountered something that made him extremely excited, and it let out a joyful and excited cry.

The Zhan family bloodline was neither happy nor happy without a fight.

They were born to be a fighting race, and they were born to fight.

Crack, crack, crack...

Clenching his fist, his knuckles cracked.

Zhan Tianming's eyes were fixed on the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon, and his battle intent was rising. It was as if he had formed a solid and overbearing aura.

"Berserk!"

Suddenly, Zhan Tianming was the first to activate the first level of Berserk. The aura on his body instantly rose.

Swoosh!

He didn't even need to wait for the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon to rush over, and he took the initiative to charge forward.

After activating the Berserk skill, Zhan Tianming's Nine Changes of Divine Form's speed increased once again. It was six times faster than when his movement skill Proficiency Level had yet to be enhanced. Zhang Bao, who was standing outside the Thunder Field, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"What?"

Zhang Bao never thought that Zhan Tianming's speed could be raised to such an extent.

This speed was not the slightest bit slower than the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon that had already undergone the lightning tribulation.

Under Zhang Bao's gaze, Zhan Tianming's figure flashed and appeared in front of the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon. He struck out with his right fist.

"Tyrant Sky Killing Fist!"

Rumble...

The terrifying Fist Strength broke through the spatial zone. Even though he was in the Thunder Field, the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon couldn't avoid this punch.

However, the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon didn't take Zhan Tianming's punch head on. A beam of lightning shot out from the mouth of the dragon, tearing the void apart.

Rumble...

The Ice Fire True Qi and the light of thunder instantly exploded.

The terrifying powerful qi was sent flying in all directions.

"Puff..."

Zhan Tianming was hit by the powerful qi on his chest, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

The powerful force of the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon had also wiped away many of the Power of Thunders on his body, causing his Qi to become much weaker.

Zhan Tianming spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care about the explosive feeling that was about to explode in his body. He once again rushed forward.

He threw out a punch with his left hand.

"Wildball Fist!"

Bang!

The punch landed squarely on the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon's body, which had yet to recover from the impact.

With the landing point of the punch as the center, a spatial ripple spread out.

The force that tore through the void from the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon's body also instantly applied on Zhan Tianming's fist. It ripped Zhan Tianming's fist into a bloody mess. But... The incomparably overbearing Fist Strength also smashed the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon, sending it flying backwards.

It was as if Zhan Tianming had punched out with a lightning bolt. The lightning bolt carried the light of a meteorite tail and flew into the distance.

Zhan Tianming didn't stop at all.

After sending the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon flying with his fist, he didn't care about the pain coming from his left fist. He clenched his right hand and took out the Ice Heart Sword.

Nine Changes of Divine Form!

Swoosh!

With a rapid speed, he chased after the flying Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon.

He raised his sword.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Swish, swish, swish...

The continuous killing of those who bet their lives didn't stop at all.

The 18 sword strikes that were twice as powerful as the previous ones! He even used several critical strikes!

Crack, crack, crack...

Kacha kacha...

The frost quickly condensed in the void, gathering the power of eighteen swords into one, forming a huge ice mountain in the void, wrapping the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon within.

The terrifying Sword Qi of The Heart of Ice carried the Sword Domain Power, continuously slashing into the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon's body.

"Hu... Hu... Hu... "

From the first move to the last move, it only took less than a second.

Zhan Tianming had unleashed all of his killing moves. At the same time, he was also panting from exhaustion.

However, his eyes were fixed on the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon that was sealed in the ice mountain.

In the ice mountain.

The Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon's body was being continuously slashed by the sword qi. The dazzling lightning glow quickly weakened and dimmed, and the body of the lightning dragon also became illusory.

In the end, the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon's figure completely disappeared from the ice mountain, leaving behind only the two lightning hammers.

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for killing the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon. You have obtained 500,000 experience points and one Thunder Flood Dragon's Combat Soul. Green Soul Stone, one Blue Soul Stone, and one Purple Soul Stone. Supreme Dragon God Martial Skill Skill Point, one point. Berserk 1,000 points. "

"Ding Dong!"

"Discovered Thunder Flood Dragon's Combat Soul, activate the Combat Soul Summoning Possession System."

"Ding Dong!"

"[Discovered Thunder Flood Dragon's Combat Soul. Do you wish to absorb it?]"

Zhan Tianming was surprised.

"Combat Soul Summoning Possession System? What is this?"

After muttering to himself, Zhan Tianming said, "Absorb."

"Dingdong!"

"The Thunder Flood Dragon's Combat Soul has been successfully absorbed. You have obtained the ability to summon and possess a Combat Soul. You have obtained 100 Battle Soul Points."

"Note: Every time a Possession Battle Soul is summoned, a corresponding amount of Battle Soul Points is required. When the Battle Soul Points is insufficient, you will not be able to successfully summon a possessor battle soul. "

Hearing the system prompt, Zhan Tianming immediately understood.

Right now, he needed such an ability.

After all, he had already used up all his pills, strength, and True Qi. If he didn't have a new trump card to protect his life, he was afraid that he wouldn't have a chance to live in the face of Zhang Bao and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon.

"Humph! Humph! If Zhang Bao didn't use the Lightning Sudden Technique to shrink this Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon... Hmph! If Zhang Bao didn't use the Lightning Sudden Technique to reduce the ___'s HP by half, I wouldn't even have the chance to kill it." Zhan Tianming couldn't help but think to himself.

After shrinking the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon, his strength had indeed increased by a lot, but his HP had also decreased by nearly half. There were both advantages and disadvantages to it.

Finally, Zhan Tianming's gaze swept towards Zhang Bao and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon in the distance. The auras of the latter two were also very weak, but they were definitely better than him.

Not to mention, the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon was a king amongst Seventh Grade Demon Beast warriors.

Its weak claw was enough to tear Zhan Tianming in half.

Zhang Bao's heart was filled with shock.

His eyes trembled slightly as he looked at Zhan Tianming. He couldn't believe what he had just seen.

"How... How is this possible?"

Zhang Bao could not help but secretly shake his head.

That was a Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon, how could it be killed by Zhan Tianming so easily?

Zhang Bao had established a soul connection with the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon. He was very clear that the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon had not returned to its original world, but had been completely killed.

And even if he and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon joined forces, it would still be very difficult for them to achieve this.

Buzz...

The Thunder Field that was shrouded in the void also quickly dispersed.

The huge ice mountain that had killed the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon fell down and sank into the rolling sea of clouds.

Soon, Zhang Bao came back to his senses.

Both of his eyes were staring at Zhan Tianming. His killing intent was still incomparably strong.

"Humph! Zhan Tianming, you are now so weak that any ordinary Martial King Martial Cultivator can kill you with ease. Even if you kill the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon, you won't be able to escape death."

Crackle...

Crackle...0

A very weak Power of Thunder appeared on Zhang Bao and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon's bodies.

Even so, it was still much better than the current Zhan Tianming.

Zhan Tianming's expression sank as he looked at the intense killing intent of Zhang Bao and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon.

"Humph! You want to kill me? That will depend on whether you have the ability to do so. "

" You'll find out soon enough. " Zhang Bao said coldly.

At the same time, he raised one of his hands. In the center of his palm, Power of Thunder kept converging.

Crackle...

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