How could Yi Feng let it succeed? The Heaven-Destroying Sword flew out instantly. When the black dragon saw that the flying sword that had hurt its claws was coming again, it waved its claws to block it. After a bang, the Heaven-Destroying Sword flew upside down.
When he came back, the dark holy lotus was swallowed by the black dragon.
"Take the Dark Holy Lotus first, and then deal with the Black Dragon." Zhan Tian called to Yi Feng.
Yi Feng caught the Heaven-Destroying Sword, jumped up, and then swept the Heaven-Destroying Sword in a circle. The remaining three dark holy lotuses were all broken at waist level, and were collected into the storage ring by Yi Feng.
After doing this, Yi Feng returned to the shore, filled up the three dark holy lotuses in jade bottles, and then sealed the mouth of the jade bottles.
"Killing this black dragon and letting your follower Xiao Hei drink its blood and eat its flesh will be of great help to Xiao Hei." Zhan Tian reminded Yi Feng again, fearing that Yi Feng would leave just like that.
There was no need for Zhan Tian to remind him that Yi Feng would not let go of this black dragon that was full of treasures. However, he did not dare to attack with the soul-eating wand. Those ghost heads would definitely destroy the black dragon.
Yi Feng just sacrificed the Blood Spirit Mirror. The Blood Spirit Mirror, which had grown countless times in size, pressed against the stone wall at the top of the cave. Blood-red sword rain fell from the sky, all falling into the pitch-black pool, and the sound of splashing water continued to be heard.
The black dragon was sullen in the water, with no strong defense power, but it didn't dare to show its head. Just using the dragon's eyes to glance at the rain of swords above it was enough to make this black dragon with little combat experience feel frightened.
Just now he swallowed the Holy Dark Lotus in order to counter the attack of the Heaven-Destroying Sword, and the black dragon injured his other dragon claw. At this time, both dragon claws were dripping with blood in the pool, and a puddle of black water would soon kill him.
It is rendered in dark red.
Yi Feng, on the other hand, was waiting on the shore while holding the Heaven-Destroying Sword tightly. As soon as he saw the black dragon showing up, he used the Heaven-Destroying Sword, the Red Flame Spiritual Sword and the attack magic weapon that had just been refined to attack fiercely, so that the timid black dragon did not dare to make any move at all.
action.
However, the bloody sword rain falling from the sky was unable to cause much harm to the black dragon hiding in the pool. The strong defense of its dragon scales could not be broken by a large-scale attack of this intensity. Moreover, it was in this place.
In the black water of the pool, its injuries recovered very quickly, and it was just waiting for the black dragon that had passed through the tribulation period to come back.
Yi Feng didn't know the black dragon's plan. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not appropriate to continue dragging this matter out, so he simply sacrificed the soul-eating wand.
After the soul-eating wand came out, it started to tremble violently in the air. No matter how Yi Feng drove it, it refused to release the ghost head. Yi Feng could only think that the soul-eating wand had not recovered from repeated setbacks and wanted to take it back.
It was still trembling and refused to come back.
Yi Feng felt strange in his heart, so he waited patiently. After a long while, the soul-eating wand finally made a move, but it plunged into the black water.
At first, Yi Feng didn't think it was strange, but after a while, he was shocked to find that the pool of black water was rapidly decreasing, and it had already reached the bottom in a matter of seconds. In the blink of an eye, there would be only one drop of black water.
Nothing left.
In the dry pool, there was only one black dragon lying in it, staring at the soul-eating wand in stunned silence, motionless.
Immediately afterwards, the soul-eating wand flew toward Yi Feng staggeringly like a drunken drunkard, and actually sank into Yi Feng's body. No matter how Yi Feng called it, it did not move at all. It was just floating in Yi Feng's body.
In the Dantian, it is like sleeping forever.
Yi Feng didn't care about the soul-eating wand anymore, and once again drove the Blood Spirit Mirror to drop the light curtain and sword rain, hitting the black dragon and sending it flying around. After tearing the light apart several times, he was faced with a large number of high-grade magic weapons and weapons from Yi Feng.
He slashed the sky-cutting sword, and then had to retreat again.
After attacking continuously for a long time, Yi Feng lost his patience and launched the Xinghui Sword Technique again, and with the cooperation of Xiao Hei, he finally killed the black dragon.
The dead black dragon was quickly devoured by Xiao Hei, leaving only the dragon scales that Xiao Hei thought tasted bad and were too hard.
With everything settled, Yi Feng naturally did not dare to stay here for a long time and quickly left with Xiao Hei, who had also fallen asleep.
After flying north for two full days, Yi Feng finally arrived at the Sword Sect's sub-altar, entered the aura-rich hall, and began to prepare to establish the dark spiritual roots.
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