297 Red Flood Dragon Scissors

Bing Rong, the Divine Monarch bathed in red twilight, was not weak in mana, and his Red Yin Flying Fork was also quite formidable, battling the two Pure Yang Immortal Swords with no clear winner.

Yet this stalemate seemed inconceivable to him and was unacceptable!

How high was Zhu Changyuan's Dao level? How long had he been cultivating? It was detestable that his effort of several hundred years could not swiftly resolve the battle!

At this moment, Shi Feiyang was using the Chaos Dragon Ball to forcibly absorb the Heavenly Plague Ball.

This Magical Treasure, the Heavenly Plague Ball, was purely condensed from the plague poison qi he had painstakingly gathered for hundreds of years. Once it was deployed into the sky, it would disseminate plague poisonous qi. Any breathing creature that caught a whiff would feverishly cough blood, vomit and suffer diarrhea until death; after some time, even fish, turtles, insects, and snakes would succumb to body rot and extinction.