With Lu Xiaotian's current strength and cultivation, unless his opponent formed a tightly coordinated battle formation and relied on its momentum to withstand his methods,
even if the battle formation was not tight enough, it would still work if the power of the condensed totem was sufficiently formidable. If neither condition was met, they could only be sending themselves up on a platter.
The hidden presence had evidently not expected Lu Xiaotian to arrive so quickly, and was caught somewhat unprepared.
After breaking through to Dragon Lord, Lu Xiaotian's strength had improved in every aspect, but the most obvious improvement was still in the abilities of his dragon body.
At this moment, when the Eight Tones of the Heavenly Dragon rang out, combined with Lu Xiaotian's powerful Primordial Spirit, they caught these low-rank monsters completely off guard. Swept up in the Eight Tones of the Heavenly Dragon, quite a number of them lost their will to fight, their minds shattered by the shock.
If Lu Xiaotian had not wanted to create too much slaughter and bring trouble upon himself, the casualties among these low-rank snake demons would have reached a terrifying level in a short time.
For the low-rank snake demons, encountering Lu Xiaotian in his current state was actually a stroke of luck. If they had encountered him before Emperor Niao the Devil Roc, they would already have been slaughtered until blood flowed like a river.
The unorganized snake demons could not restrain Lu Xiaotian in the slightest. Aside from adding many gravely wounded snake demons whose minds had been destroyed, they had achieved no tangible results at all.
A blade light carrying the radiance of the moon rushed straight toward him. Lu Xiaotian was not alarmed but delighted instead—the other party could no longer endure it and had