Lin Xuan could not help but change color in shock. The power of this demonic fire was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
Although at their level of strength, moving mountains and overturning seas was nothing more than drizzle, such a towering mountain peak melting away like ice in an instant was still not something ordinary people could accomplish.
He truly was worthy of being an Ancient Demon at the Spirit Division stage!
With one strike missing, Yanshan Ancestor naturally would not stop there.
He clenched both hands, and a low, deep incantation sounded from within the clouds.
That voice was obscure and ancient, and the bad premonition in Lin Xuan's heart grew stronger.
What would it be this time?
A clacking sound that made one's scalp go numb entered his ears. The black demonic mist before him suddenly split apart, and then demonic light flickered as dozens of ferocious Magic Snakes abruptly shot out from within.
They were called snakes, but in truth, they were formed from black flames.
Each one was more than ten zhang long and thicker than a yellow bucket. In terms of momentum, they were not inferior even when compared to Flood Dragons.
The key was that there were so many of them. In terms of power, this move was rather similar in approach to his former specialty, "Hundred Dragon Fangs."
Unfortunately, in order to refine his new Life-Bound Dharma Treasure, the Nine Heavens Bright Moon Ring had already been melted down as material. Without the object to rely on, Hundred Dragon Fangs naturally could no longer be used.
This made Lin Xuan feel greatly regretful. Otherwise, he could have fought poison with poison and let the other party witness the power of his own consummate skill. However, the Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword was