Even though Little Dot kept unleashing various inheritance memories for attacks.
However, the sound of Zui Ling Long's ancient zither became more and more urgent, increasingly louder.
Dense music notes flew out continuously, surprisingly tearing two Zhan Long into fragments.
"Impressive, but I want to see how long you can last, Thousand Leg Thousand Shadow Fist!"
Behind Little Dot, countless arms suddenly appeared, numerous fists then blasted forward simultaneously.
The shadows of fists flickered densely, constantly shattering the music notes.
"The inheritance of the Thousand-Legged Divine Monarch! The fourth one, this kid, no wonder he is confident that he can defeat Zui Ling Long!"
Yet, facing such an attack, Zui Ling Long remained calm, her hands flew across the zither strings with such speed that they left only afterimages.
More music notes were continuously released.
A dense sound of explosions was heard in the air.
"What else do you have? Show it all!"
