Little Eight's aura was far more powerful than before, already approaching that of a Grade 4 demonic beast. It could be called a half-step Grade 4 demonic beast.
Moreover, what surprised Su Mo most was that two enormous fleshy bulges had appeared on Little Eight's back, even splitting apart the scales there.
"Is this... could these be wings?"
Su Mo's heart stirred, and he was filled with amazement. The position and appearance of those two huge bulges clearly indicated that wings were about to grow.
"Could Little Eight truly be an Eight-Winged Flying Dragon Snake?"
Su Mo was astonished. Little Eight currently had only one pair of fleshy wings. If it could grow several more pairs and reach eight wings, would it not become an Eight-Winged Flying Dragon Snake?
"Haha! Good! Little Eight, I hope the day comes when you grow eight wings!"
Su Mo was overjoyed and could not help bursting into laughter.
Whoosh!
Piercing sounds of air being torn apart rang out continuously. Little Eight's speed had reached its peak; with one flap of its fleshy wings and one flick of its tail, it crossed dozens of miles.
The enormous gale churned even the tranquil surface of Star Water Lake below into towering waves.
In just a moment, Su Mo had caught up to within less than a thousand meters behind those people.
"Die, all of you!"
Su Mo shouted sharply, swinging his longsword again and again as streams of razor-sharp Sword Qi crisscrossed the sky.
Aah! Aah! Aah!!
Those True Spirit Realm Martial Artists were as fragile as tofu before Su Mo. In a single wave of attacks, dozens of them died miserably!
Everyone was horrified, each of them pushing their speed to the utmost limit.
"Hmm?"
Su Mo spotted Jin Yang fleeing rapidly ahead at a