"Could it be that I have to borrow Giant God Power again?"
Lin Bai narrowed his eyes. His current predicament was making it difficult for him to cope!
"Dongfang Bai, have you made up your mind?" Shui Zhong asked with a cold laugh.
The bewilderment in Lin Bai's eyes vanished. He rose from the ground and looked at Shui Zhong with a grim expression, murmuring softly, "Looks like I have no other choice."
A ruthless glint flashed in Lin Bai's eyes as his thoughts stirred.
Immediately, Lin Bai looked up at Shui Zhong and said with a cold laugh, "You want the Demon Sword, don't you? Then I'll give it to you."
As he spoke, Lin Bai took the Demon Sword out of his Storage Bag once more.
"The Demon Sword is right here. If you have the ability, come and take it!"
Lin Bai gave a cold laugh.
The Demon Sword flew before Lin Bai and hovered in midair.
At the sight of the Demon Sword, a trace of greed surfaced in Shui Zhong's eyes. This was one of the Ten Great Demonic Weapons renowned throughout the Barren Ancient Continent—a Divine Weapon far more precious than any Gods and Devils, demons, immortals, or ghosts!
"Kill him! Take back the Demon Sword!" Shui Zhong said coldly.
Hearing Shui Zhong's voice, the more than twenty Demon Race Saints gave cold smiles. One after another, they unleashed their movement techniques and charged toward Lin Bai.
At that moment.
When Lin Bai saw the more than twenty Demon Race Saints attacking again, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. His gaze fell upon the Demon Sword before him, and he slowly raised his hand to grasp its hilt!
"Come!"
"Let the Demon Seed Bloom!"
"Before the Demon Flower Blooms, don't