It coiled in place, motionless.
"Courting death!" Sikong Ziming cursed angrily.
The sword of a sword cultivator relies on Divine Sense control, and now that the Jade Qilin Flood Dragon had swallowed it, he felt more than half of his connection severed. He frantically urged, and the Purple Extreme Sword emitted bursts of purple light, piercing through the flesh of the Jade Qilin Flood Dragon.
However, the Jade Qilin Flood Dragon, with purer blood than an ordinary Flood Dragon, had a flesh strength not too far from a Tier Five, but the gap was hardly noticeable.
At this moment, even though its eyes were wide open, the Jade Qilin Flood Dragon didn't even make a sound.
It struggled to keep its mouth shut; if it weren't so painful, it would have raised its tail to slash at Sikong Ziming.
