"These monsters can be reborn through the sea of sand! Attack their cores!"
Leng Qingshuang's voice was cold as ice. The Frost Sword in her hand blossomed with boundless icy radiance. With a single thrust, crystalline frost instantly froze the head of a Sand Bone Demon Python, exposing a dark Demon Core within.
Seeing this, one disciple immediately swung his blade down. The instant the Demon Core shattered, the Sand Bone Demon Python turned into sand that filled the sky, never to reform again.
The disciples' morale soared, and they followed suit, focusing their attacks on the Sand Bone Demon Pythons' Demon Cores.
However, the terror of the Misty Hidden Quicksand went far beyond that.
As they battled the Sand Bone Demon Pythons, shrill screeches suddenly rang out from the mist. Several black shadows darted toward them like ghosts, moving faster than the naked eye could follow.
"They're Misty Spirit Devouring Demons! They feed on spiritual power and possess extremely strong defenses!"
Before the words had even faded, a disciple screamed.
The black shadow instantly tore apart his protective spiritual energy, leaving a bloody, mangled hole in his chest. The spiritual power within him was sucked dry like receding tides, and he turned into a desiccated corpse in an instant.
The sight sent a chill through the disciples' hearts. These Misty Spirit Devouring Demons were black from head to toe, their bodies like withered skeletons. Several-inch-long claws grew from their fingertips, covered in a layer of ghostly blue poisonous fog. Even touching a Magic Tool made it sizzle with corrosion.
"Form up! Support one another!"
Hua Qiang gave the order in a deep voice. The Blood Demon Spear in his hand shot forth, its blood-red spear radiance slicing through the mist and instantly cleaving in half a Misty Spirit Devouring