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”Humph!”
Zhan Tianming let out a light snort. With a move of the Asura Divine Power, he immediately pulled the Asura Prison Tower back and placed it in front of himself to block.
Rumble …
Crack, crack, crack …
The lightning pillar struck the Asura Prison Tower and sent the lightning bolt flying.
After blocking this attack, the Asura Divine Power had finally reached its limit.
”Whiz!”
The Asura Prison Tower turned into a small tower and was retrieved by Zhan Tianming. The flickering Asura Battle Mark also disappeared along with it.
”Phew …” ”Phew …”
Panting slightly, Zhan Tianming held onto the Divine Punisher Sword tightly. On the sword blade, the red lightning was still flashing.
That gaze then swept across the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon, and then landed on Zhang Bao and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon.
”With the help of Zhang Bao and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon, the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon's strength has more or less returned to its original state. However, Zhang Bao and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon are not feeling well either, their breathing has dropped by a lot, I estimate that the two of them combined this technique will not be able to replenish the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon's energy, but my attack just now was also pretty much wasted.”
Zhan Tianming could clearly feel that the aura of the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon was no different from before.
Zhang Bao and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon beneath his feet were also panting heavily.
At this moment, Zhang Bao was extremely unwilling.
Even if it was himself, who had already reached the Seven Star Martial Emperor, he would still not be Zhan Tianming's match. But his own companion beast, the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon, was a beast king of the Seventh Grade Demon Beast, if it wanted to kill Zhan Tianming, it would be easy to do it, but Zhan Tianming's ability to escape was too strong.
He had no choice but to use the Spirit Communication Technique to summon the Lightning Spirit Beast … Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon.
And only the Thunder Field on the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon could trap Zhan Tianming, preventing him from escaping.
Right now, the energy within his and the Thunder Mark Silver Flood Dragon's body was almost all used up.
Whether or not they could kill Zhan Tianming all depended on the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon.
”Humph!” Zhan Tianming, prepare to die! ” Zhang Bao coldly snorted.
However, he was still worried. He took out the Twin Thunder Hammers he used from the Cosmic Bag and fiercely smashed it against each other.
Bang!
Crack, crack, crack …
As the twin thunder hammers collided, a massive amount of thunder and lightning shot out.
Following that, Zhang Bao threw the Twin Thunder Hammer over to the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon. The latter opened up his huge mouth of the Thunder Flood Dragon and swallowed the Twin Thunder Hammer.
Swish
Zhang Bao quickly formed a seal, and a strand of the Thunder Genuine Essence continued to flash on his hand.
Suddenly!
His hand landed on top of a Lightning Strike.
”Lei Mu, open!”
Crack, crack, crack …
Crack, crack, crack …
The Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon's eyes opened and the two hammers made of lightning appeared in the left and right of each of the dragon's pupils, revolving around each other.
At the same time, a mini version of the Twin Thunder Hammers appeared in Zhang Bao's eyes.
”Roar!”
The Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon roared like thunder that shook the sky.
Looking at the strange scene, Zhan Tianming's Dragon Soul Ratchet Eye also maintained its activation state, at the same time, its left arm trembled.
Hualala …
Hualala …
The Zhan Family Bloodline roared, and that boiling feeling continued to surge within its body.
”The Tyrant Sky Killing Fist can be used once, and the Wildball Fist can also be used once. After that, I can barely use the Ice Heart Sword Art another twenty times. I have to finish off the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon before the killing blow is finished, if not …”
Zhan Tianming's pupils contracted slightly.
He knew very well that this was a battle of life and death.
If he didn't live, he would die.
Just as Zhan Tianming was accumulating his energy, the Psychic Thunder Flood Dragon had already begun to move.
Its wriggling body slowly moved.