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"Hmm?" Just as he was about to reach Lin Xi, his Spiritual Sense detected a faintly discernible aura of a fierce beast in the Dragon Pool.

"Looks like the records in Water Moon Temple are true! "No, we can't let this beast steal my prey!" After feeling the aura of the fierce beast, the lord thought to himself. However, he did not slow down in the slightest.

Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters, three meters …

"Pfft!"

A column of water rose from the side of Lin Xi, and an enormous dragon head appeared in front of him. The Golden-Striped Flood Dragon glared furiously at him.

He was only one or two meters away from the Golden Striped Dragon. He could even clearly see the hair on its nose.

"This is my prey, scram!" The Golden Striped Flood Dragon spoke through its soul.

Fang Dang felt the words in his head, and his heart skipped a beat. This flood dragon could actually communicate with humans through its soul! There were only two explanations. Firstly, this flood dragon had already entered the Class 6 beast, which was equivalent to a human cultivator at the grand completion stage. A cultivator of this level, whether human or beast, was an unreachable height.

As for the other species, this Flood Dragon was a species with an innate spirit. In other words, the species with innate spirit was closest to the legendary species, such as dragons, phoenixes, Xuanwu turtles, and so on. This species, after reaching a certain level in their cultivation, could possess the wisdom of humans and could even communicate with humans through their souls.

Putting aside the fact that it was difficult for wild beasts to reach such a level, even if the Golden Striped Flood Dragon in front of them had such a powerful strength, how could they be willing to submit to the Dragon Pool of the Void Bamboo Island?

However, even if the Golden Striped Dragon in front of him had yet to reach Rank 6, with his current strength, he was still unable to completely probe its strength.

"This humble monk is the abbot of the Shuiyue Temple on Void Bamboo Island. This subordinate has committed a heinous crime, please leave him to me!" In the future, this humble monk will definitely pay you a visit! " Fang Chang withdrew his murderous aura and respectfully said to the Golden Striped Flood Dragon.

Although the current him didn't know the Golden Striped Dragon's strength, if he wanted to escape, the Golden Striped Dragon still had enough power to keep him alive. With such a preliminary prediction, he wanted to fight for it.

"Oh! You are the Reverend Fang of Shuiyue Temple, do you know of a wise and noble monk? "Where is he now?" The Golden Striped Flood Dragon asked.

When the Golden Striped Flood Dragon heard the three words "Water Moon Temple", its entire body shook as if it had been struck by something. It always remembered that the monk with great intelligence was the abbot of Shuiyue Temple, but why was it replaced by someone else now? It was just a short hundred years, but this wise man had at least lived for a few hundred years. This caused it to wonder if it still had the impulse to kill this Abbot in front of it, but it suppressed it. After all, it owed Water Moon Temple a great favor.

"Great Wisdom? Wasn't it the previous overlord who was poisoned to death by me? Could it be that this Golden Striped Flood Dragon had something to do with him? But that old monk never said it! "If not, be careful!" The abbot rolled his eyes and made a plan.

"Wuwu ~ ~ ~" The Great Wisdom Master had been poisoned to death by a rebellious child, "the abbot said, feigning tears. Who knew that just as he spoke of being poisoned to death, the Golden Striped Flood Dragon immediately lost control of its emotions.

"Hiss — hiss — —"

The Golden Striped Flood Dragon's eyes were blood-red, and the aura around its body had explosively increased. Even the abbot narrowed his eyes in the face of this aura.

"Who killed him!?" I want to tear him into a thousand pieces! " The Golden Striped Flood Dragon roared.

"Aoouuu ~ ~ ~"

It was a sorrowful cry. To a friend and an old friend, it was more like hearing about the grief and indignation of a deceased family member. This sorrowful cry was like a storm, spreading in all directions with the Golden Striped Flood Dragon at its center. "In the blink of an eye, the entire Misty Bamboo Forest, Dragon Pool, Misty Bridge, and then the entire Void Bamboo Island appeared.

All the animals, spirit beasts, and lone souls within the fog trembled and forgot what they wanted to do after hearing the Golden Striped Flood Dragon's mournful cry. This was a suppression in terms of momentum, a complete suppression.

After the people on the Void Bamboo Island had seen the terrifying storm in Thousand Arts City, the mournful cry of the Golden Striped Flood Dragon shocked them even more. Although they were not panic-stricken like the Fantasy spirit and the lonely spirit, their faces were still full of shock as they looked around.

At the White Yan's home in Thousand Flow City, Liang Min heard the Golden Striped Flood Dragon's voice as well.

Liang Min suddenly stood up, "Bai Yan, thank you for taking care of me these few days. Brother Lin might be in danger. I want to go to the Misty Bamboo Village to take a look!"

"But, didn't he say to wait here for him? Furthermore, the wild beast's howl just now was truly dangerous outside. Little Sister Liang Min, you should just wait here for him to come back! " Bai Yan advised worriedly.

"No!" "Brother Lin must have brought along some powerhouses to find the Golden Striped Flood Dragon. That was the roar of the Golden Striped Flood Dragon just now. I must help Brother Lin; I cannot wait here any longer!" Liang Min said firmly. Her figure had already disappeared from the entrance as she ran in the direction of Fog Bamboo Village.

"Ahh ~ ~ ~ ~ I hope nothing will happen to them!" Bai Yan sighed helplessly at Liang Min's decisiveness.

Looking at the bamboo forest bridge, he saw Lin Xi, Fang Shen, and the Golden Striped Flood Dragon's positions.

"Speak!" Was it that damned person who killed the Great Wisdom Master? " The Golden-Striped Flood Dragon glared at him, its eyes filled with hostility. It wanted to swallow him whole with just a single mouth.

Seeing the Golden Striped Flood Dragon's current state, he secretly let out a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, I was able to use my brain just now. Otherwise, if it went berserk like this, would I be able to escape unharmed?" Fang Qingshan thought in his heart.

"Senior, don't be angry. This traitor was killed by a group of people from the Shuiyue Temple after he poisoned Fang Zhi!" The abbot said even more respectfully.

After hearing that this person was dead, the Golden Striped Flood Dragon calmed down a bit and stabilized its aura. It said, "Oh, he should be cut into eight pieces."

"Jin Hongmeng, you betraying scum of the Water race, sure enough, you are acting mighty here. I, Half-Green, am under the orders of Elder Mortal Fish. I'm here to apprehend you, a traitor!" A loud and clear voice even carried sound waves as it came from above the Golden Striped Flood Dragon's head.

Hehe!" I have the true bloodline of a Flood Dragon, and no matter where I go, I will always be a king. You, a small tribe subordinate to a Mermaid, are actually disrespectful to a king of the Water race! Hurry up and accept your death! " The Golden Striped Flood Dragon replied with its soul force. "Even though it was just a soul transmission, it wasn't any weaker than Xuan Ji's.

"Humph!" "Hmph!" Xuan Evergreen coldly harrumphed.

A figure appeared on the bamboo forest bridge. This person was none other than the mermaid boss. The only difference was that the current him did not have the aura of a mid stage Spirit Accumulation.

As he felt it, the aura of the mermaid boss, Xuan Daoqing, suddenly became stronger as he frowned slightly.