A rapid string of changes filled the Wood-Crowned Elder's face with fury. His hands clenched, and an astonishingly intense baleful aura spread out from behind him.
Then that baleful aura gathered toward the center, and a shrill, monstrous roar entered their ears as a gigantic illusion, five or six zhang tall, rose out of thin air.
The illusion was wreathed from head to toe in hazy black light, its features savage and vicious, with a broad mouth and fangs, and two eyes as large as bronze bells. The instant it appeared, it immediately lifted its right hand slightly, raised a fist the size of a vinegar jar, and, aiming at the space before it, punched twice from afar.
A rumbling boom entered their ears. Wherever the fist wind passed, rings of ripples surged through space. A single strike from a Spirit Division-level existence was truly no small matter, and all the more so when the opponent was now using a Dharma Image Secret Technique.
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. Those two punches were aimed precisely at him.
If he were willing to reveal his strength, Lin Xuan naturally would not have taken such an attack seriously. However, at this moment, Lin Xuan was not sincerely helping Scorpion Tail Master.
It was true he had joined hands with him, but only a fool would go all out!
Seeing the opponent's ferocious momentum, Lin Xuan had not the slightest intention of taking it head-on. His figure flashed, and he had already retreated obliquely to one side.
Two thumps entered their ears. The two poor Ancient Demons who had just been standing in front of Lin Xuan were beaten until their tendons snapped and bones broke; never had scapegoats died a more stifled death.
On the other side, Scorpion Tail Master had already