Everyone raised their heads, their pupils reflecting that sword beam that astonished all living beings.
The heaven and earth fell into a deathly stillness at this moment, as if all the realms were perishing together and lost all sound...
A moment later.
The crowd came back to their senses, their scalps tingling!
That sword was filled with the taste of death.
Damn, I didn't see that wrong, did I!
Shi Potian is really dead.
That's great, the mysterious black-robed person is too strong.
The Third Heaven is going to change.
Some rejoiced while others worried. Those who had surrendered to the Demon Race looked ashen, regretting it to the very core, yet they still hoped the demon kings could finish off Ling Yun.
Sophia widened her mouth in shock. The senior won, unbelievable.
Leng Rushuang could not suppress the excitement in her heart, her beautiful eyes trembling as she murmured, "The strongest man in the world, His Highness the King of Hell, the young master of the Peerless Ice Palace."
"Everyone look quickly, the formation is showing cracks! As long as we strike with all our might, we can definitely break it."
All the onlookers cast their gazes onto the formation and swallowed hard.
At a scene like this, Heavenly Dog's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice, "Nine-headed bird, don't let him live! Tigers, attack!"
Ling Yun was a variable; he could no longer afford to leave him unchecked.
Hearing this, Fierce Tiger Demon King instantly swallowed another demon pill, his strength surging straight to the firmament.
The Nine-headed bird immediately revealed its true form—a massively sized bird with a full nine heads and an extremely ugly appearance.
The little one had just wanted to run back to An Qing's side, but upon seeing the monster