"Damn it!"
In an instant, the Nine Yang Demon God's eyes turned bloodshot. Of the hundred-odd people who had fallen, nearly ninety percent were members of his True Demon Race.
After all, the other two races had no Martial Saint realm experts, only a few Void God realm mighty experts.
"Today, you will die!" the Nine Yang Demon God roared as he flashed toward Su Mo.
At the same time, the huge demonic blade in his hand slashed down repeatedly, unleashing more than a hundred strikes in an instant.
Sharp and vast black blade qi swept forth like a doomsday storm, carrying a bleak aura of destruction as it descended upon Su Mo.
"I will refine you into an undead!" Bone Spirit's hoarse voice rang out as he too shot toward Su Mo.
With a flick of his arm, the bone spear left his hand, following close behind the Nine Yang Demon God's myriad blade qi as it violently pierced toward Su Mo.
The bone spear was like a streak of lightning. Its grim, terrifying aura and peerless sharpness were enough to pierce through anything.
Li Zun did not hesitate either and immediately prepared to kill Su Mo. He had come here for Su Mo, and he had no intention of concerning himself with anything else.
However, someone else had set their sights on him.
"Patriarch Li Zun, I am your opponent!"
Long Cang bellowed and threw a fierce punch. The vast fist force was like a pillar of light spanning the starry sky as it struck directly at Li Zun.
This punch was exceedingly domineering. Nine dragon phantoms coiled around the fist force, swiftly weaving through it.
Immense Dragon Might surged without end, while the terrifying fluctuations of force were as vast as mountains and seas. The power of