"Chen, you little bastard, your day of death has come!"
One of them sneered without answering the question, killing intent surging from his eyes.
Buzz!
The other grinned viciously and suddenly produced a fire-element Spirit Treasure the size of a small mountain.
The moment this treasure appeared, it frantically absorbed the power of Flame Mountain's fires, forming countless flaming swords that shot toward Chen Changming and the nine Demon Kings!
Chen Changming remained expressionless, but a trace of mockery flashed deep within his eyes.
Buzz!
A mysterious black figure appeared out of thin air before the nine Demon Kings.
The newcomer wore a loose black robe, his face covered by an expressionless silver mask that revealed only a pair of eyes as deep and cold as an icy pool.
He threw a punch.
Boom!
The countless flaming swords instantly collapsed, turning into streams of fire that scattered through the sky and vanished.
That fire-element Spirit Treasure, shaped like a small mountain, also seemed to suffer a heavy blow and shot deep into the sky.
"What?!"
The three White-Robed Men's expressions changed dramatically at once, horror filling their eyes.
The newcomer was actually a powerful Spirit Transformation Body Cultivator.
At the thought of a Body Cultivator, the three decisively activated their protective Spirit Treasures and moved to widen the distance at once.
But it was already too late.
The three only felt their vision blur before a violent force struck their bodies.
Boom!
Their bodies were forcibly blasted into clouds of blood mist with a single punch.
By now, Chen Changming could even kill cultivators at the seventh level of Spirit Transformation. Dealing with a few little fellows at the third level of Spirit Transformation was naturally as easy as crushing a few ants.
After collecting their Storage Rings, Chen Changming's