"Today, I'll use your blood to mourn my soul."
"Boom!"
With the cold voice echoing, an extremely powerful but somewhat unstable aura suddenly rose from Bai Yu, and around him, a small black tornado suddenly formed. Terrifying tearing forces erupted, even the surrounding huge rocks were swept into it, exploding into powder with a "bang."
"Roar!"
At the same time, a deafening dragon roar suddenly erupted. Little Wind took a step forward, and above his mouth, a five-meter-long spirit cannon once again condensed. In the astonished gaze of everyone, he swallowed the spirit cannon whole!
"Rumble!"
An unparalleled pressure emanated from Little Wind. The spirit cannon in Little Wind's mouth was being endlessly compressed, and then, he opened his big mouth wide!
"Boom!"
A cyan spirit cannon, only as thick as a thumb, tore through the air, fiercely blasting towards Bai Yu, who now wore a dark robe!
"Hehe, using the same trick again."