A fierce light flashed through Old Devil Gu's eyes. He reached out, slapped his waist, and summoned a black treasure.
The treasure had a peculiar shape. Whether in size or form, it looked like a beehive.
Then Old Devil Gu waved both hands, and obscure incantations spilled from his mouth.
Wuu...
A sound that set one's teeth on edge entered the ear, and the treasure began spinning round and round.
Then a sinister wind rose in force, and streams of grayish-white corpse mist surged from the tiny holes of that hive-like object. In the blink of an eye, it covered half the sky, churning violently like a demonic cloud.
"What secret art is this?"
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. Naturally, he would not stupidly wait for the other party to finish casting. He sent out a thread of divine sense, and the insect swarm above his head immediately buzzed thunderously. Then the Blood Fire Ant army swept madly toward the enemy with a momentum that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
When Old Devil Gu saw this scene, the corner of his eye twitched hard. Then his hands moved even more urgently, and he spat several mouthfuls of essence blood toward the front in succession.
Bang!
A string of bursting sounds entered the ear like firecrackers. After the essence blood left his mouth, it exploded into masses of blood mist, then rapidly mixed with the corpse qi.
Rumble—the Corpse Cloud churned. It had originally been grayish-white, but now, at this moment, it was tinged with a strange, demonic blood-red. It looked shocking and dazzling, yet what was even more inconceivable still came afterward.
Then that acre-sized Corpse Cloud spun round and round, and unexpectedly also transformed into countless Demon Insects.
These insects were hideous to the extreme. Their