Chapter 364: 73: Sword Fight with the Emperors, Ao Jiu Makes His Appearance_3

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Chapter 364: 73: Sword Fight with the Emperors, Ao Jiu Makes His Appearance_3

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It was the Mother Snake, a powerful demon in the Eighth Realm.

“What’s the rush? The real show is yet to come...”

A strong man laid on the black cloud, lifting one leg, biting and crushing the head of a human cultivator, blood gushing out as his muffled words spilled out.

The Fiery Flood Dragon Emperor furrowed his brow but couldn’t hold back, saying:

“We can’t wait anymore, we must conquer them before daybreak, or else things may change.”

Having said that, he transformed into his flood dragon form and headed towards the ground.

Zhao Huai sliced through roots and vines, and as if sensing something, looked up into the sky.

A gigantic flood dragon that blocked out the sun appeared in the sky.

Zhao Huai had a smile on his face, fearless, and said, “Finally here? I was afraid you wouldn’t come.”

At the same time, his voice reached the location of the Demon Cloud, loudly saying, “Are all the Demon Emperors cowards who fear death?”

Upon hearing this, both the demon race and human cultivators were stunned. Did he really intend to face off against all the Demon Emperors alone, unafraid of death?

The Fiery Flood Dragon Emperor in the air, feeling very unhappy after hearing this, roared, “Zhao Huai, can you withstand the wrath of us Demon Emperors?! How do you want to die!”

The Flower Empress exhaled a breath, releasing a massive amount of pollen from the sky, containing a hallucinatory effect.

Zhao Huai noticed it a bit late, but thanks to his [Three Flowers Gathering at the Top] destiny in his mind, his spiritual power was incredibly strong and immune to any illusions.

Zhao Huai was momentarily lost, then returned to clarity.

At this moment, a row of fiery dragons made of flames rushed towards him.

The scorching dragons spewed from the Flood Dragon Emperor’s mouth would melt most magical weapons into molten metal.

A row of thick flames, like dragons and serpents, conveying a deadly power to flood rivers and mountains, threatened to roast Zhao Huai to a puddle of blood.

Facing such a blow, Zhao Huai felt a bit uneasy and came up with a plan.

He transmitted his voice into the small world of the reincarnation treasured mirror and said:

“Ao Jiu, haven’t you always wanted to get out and breathe some fresh air? Today, I’ll give you a chance.”

“Can’t beat them, and now you finally think of me?”

A deep and resounding voice like a large bell echoed from the small world.

“Just say if you want it or not.”

“Fine, fine. I have been cultivating for ten thousand years. It’s time for me to see the world again.”