"Ding!"
A crisp metallic collision sounded as the Golden Sword pierced the Black Island Demon King's lower left claw!
"Whoosh!"
The Black Island Demon King cried out in pain, waved its right claw, and a flash of black light destroyed the Golden Sword.
Everyone attacked together, yet could only lightly injure this flood dragon.
The Ink Flood Dragon truly belonged to the Flood Dragon Race, and that layer of black light was their innate divine technique,
with incredible defense,
and since Demon Beasts have naturally strong physiques, it was understandable that everyone couldn't achieve much.
"I want you all dead!"
The Black Island Demon King roared, and suddenly thousands of feet of seawater boiled, followed by one giant sea dragon after another rising,
as many as thirteen in total, each over a hundred feet high,
roaring as they rushed towards Master Zhehui and others.
