The third round of the Lightning Tribulation arrived, revealing a thick purple-gold snake body like a Flood Dragon emerging from the dark clouds.
"Damn, purple-gold Electric Snake!"
Little Kingfisher unexpectedly cursed, "If we don't destroy it this time, this fellow is going to become a divine artifact."
Lin Qingluo suddenly realized, "No wonder it wasn't destroyed 50,000 years ago. This monster has a tenacious vitality. Killing it really isn't easy."
"If worse comes to worst, let's wait for Jinghong and the others to come back, and use the three Divine Swords together."
Little Kingfisher was indignant, "I don't believe we can't get rid of this menace."
"It's coming."
Lin Qingluo looked up at the purple-gold Electric Snake descending with a howl and accurately threw the Yin-Yang Bone Erosion Mirror at it.
"Crack."
After six consecutive Electric Snakes, they finally heard a faint shattering sound.
"It's working!"