The Cold Flood Dragon King is indeed a hero in his own right.
At this moment, he is able to think calmly.
However, Zhao Fu does not intend to give him this opportunity.
"The Yin Qi has gathered sufficiently."
"Thanks to you for opening this treasure land, allowing for so much Yin Qi."
"Now, executing the secret technique won't disturb my foundation."
Zhao Fu's expression is calm.
His hands continuously form seals.
At this moment, countless ice cones mixed with surging Demon Qi attack.
"Ghost Technique: Nine Yin Bone Nails!"
Zhao Fu finishes forming the seals with his hands.
In an instant, his figure appears in front of the Jiao Dragon.
This is a speed he has never displayed before.
His figure moves like a specter, comparing his speed to a specter indicates the incredible speed of a specter.
Zhao Fu gently taps the Cold Flood Dragon's forehead with one hand.
In that instant, eighteen illusory Bone Nails emerge on its surface.
"Nail!"
"Ding ding ding ding——"
