That treasure was seventy or eighty feet long, and looked like the thighbone of some animal. Baleful energy coiled around its surface; one glance was enough to know its might was no small thing.
Roar!
The Corpse Demon let out a great shout, opened his mouth, and spat out a stream of reeking corpse blood. Mixed within it was dark-green corpse poison. The moment it left his mouth, it was absorbed by the treasure, and then cracking sounds entered the ear as that treasure transformed into a White Bone Demon Snake.
Spewing poisonous mist from its mouth, it pounced toward Nine-Infant.
On the other side, a vicious gleam flashed in Pangolin's eyes. His hands formed incantation gestures, and amid the rolling Demon Wind, his figure suddenly swelled. A strange creature several dozen feet long appeared before their eyes.
He had actually revealed the original form of his demon body.
As a great Demon Race member at the late Transformation stage, his presence was naturally extraordinary. Pangolin's body was wrapped in thick scales, his maw was a basin of blood, and his teeth were as sharp as gleaming knives. In terms of appearance, he was not one bit inferior to a Flood Dragon; he was even slightly superior.
Roar!
That sound was like an ancient savage beast. In midair, yellow light flickered, and the nearby soil floated up eerily, condensing into sharp stone spears one after another.
An earth-attribute spell, and a high-grade Earth-rank one at that. In terms of power, it would absolutely not be inferior to an ordinary Dharma Treasure; or rather, it would be stronger by far.
A satisfied look appeared on Lin Xuan's face, and he nodded. Demon Qi gushed from Pangolin's mouth, and those sharp spears stabbed fiercely at his opponent.
In the Underworld Realm, Nine-Infant