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With the help of the State Funeral, Lin Hao's strength had increased dramatically. Furthermore, the strength of his soul was strong enough to resist both the Flood Dragon and the mysterious pressure that came from an unknown place.    

    

As the Longsword crossed the cave, bolts of lightning were dancing around in the cave. The Flood Dragon was not willing to admit defeat. The injuries on its body would only make the Demonic Beast attack even more crazily, let alone the Flood Dragon that came from a higher tier Demonic Beast.    

    

Sand and rocks were flying everywhere in the cave, and the walls were full of bumps and hollows. If it wasn't for the fact that the mountain was firm and firm, it would have collapsed a long time ago.    

    

After fighting for a long time, Lin Hao suddenly leapt up and quickly escaped from the Flood Dragon's body.    

    

The State Funeral could only be activated for ten minutes a day, and the time limit was approaching. Even Lin Hao himself could feel the restless wolf soul in his mind. After all, this was a talent that he had seized from the Flood Dragon, and it was second to none.    

    

Because of today's battle, the Flood Dragon's body was more or less covered with wounds. Some were shallow, while others were deep. At least one could see the injuries on its body.    

    

Today's battle could be considered a small gain.    

    

After pondering for a while, Lin Hao decided to stop today.    

    

"You can continue playing, goodbye!"    

    

Lin Hao jumped out and went into the cave on the wall. This was the escape route that Lin Hao had thought of beforehand.    

    

However, if he wanted to escape now, he would have to look at the Flood Dragon's opinion. After all, as a dignified Demonic Beast, it had been provoked by an ant multiple times. Now, it couldn't defeat it, but it still wanted to escape. How could it be such a good thing?    

    

"Roar!"    

    

The Flood Dragon's body moved, and it turned around 30 meters. Its speed wasn't any slower than Lin Hao's, and it seemed like it was about to catch up to Lin Hao.    

    

"Farewell, don't see me off!" Lin Hao leapt into the cave, and his figure completely disappeared into the cave.    

    

This cave could only fit one person, and it was a man with a vertical body. If the Flood Dragon wanted to break into the cave, it had no choice but to force its way into the cave.    

    

Looking at the deep cave, the Flood Dragon seemed to have some concerns. It even turned its head and looked back, as if it was thinking about something.    

    

However, its impulsiveness finally defeated the Flood Dragon's rationality. It still angrily chased after it. Today, it had to make this ant who did not know life from death pay the price.    

    

However, very soon, the Flood Dragon understood that Lin Hao was smart enough to write and was prepared to be called WC.    

    

The Flood Dragon chased after Lin Hao's Aura, and it didn't even get a little bit of distance from him. Suddenly, it felt a violent fluctuation of the Genuine Qi under its feet, and its eyes flashed with vigilance. Demonic Qi covered a certain part of its body, preparing to block the incoming attack.    

    

Pop.    

    

There was only a slight sound of vibration. What was buried under the dragon's body was just a small Talisman. Its power was not strong enough to even blow up a rock, let alone injure the dragon.    

    

However, from the small explosion, an extremely strong stench suddenly rose up. It was like the smell of a stinky ferret's fart, extremely stinky!    

    

The dragon was originally a poisonous snake and had an extremely sensitive sense of smell. But now, facing the pungent smell, the wall was narrow and there was nowhere to hide.    

    

Therefore, the Flood Dragon could only face this frightening stench head on. It was extremely aggrieved.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

The Flood Dragon's body suddenly twitched, and it started to move forward madly, trying to get rid of the stench.    

    

However, Lin Hao's preparations were not just one or two self-made stink bombs. He had rich knowledge of Pill refining, and Lin Hao knew about the Flood Dragon's preferences like the back of his hand.    

    

Every time the Flood Dragon moved forward, it would suffer a bit more of the stench. These things could not hurt the Flood Dragon, but they were enough to make it puke.