Bang!
Boom!
Clang!
After battling fiercely for half an hour, Li Xuancang was covered in wounds.
Black demonic poison frantically surged in through his wounds, corroding his Blood Qi and numbing his muscles and bones, forcing him to expend Blood Qi Force to resist it.
Shen Qingshan lay sprawled across his back, his breath as faint as a thread, utterly incapable of defending himself.
The slightest lapse from Li Xuancang, a delay of even half a beat in blocking an attack, and Shen Qingshan's soul would be utterly destroyed.
With his weak point before him, there was no room for retreat.
Kill!
The three-eyed Demon laughed coldly and wildly, the three pupils above its head flashing eerie light in turn.
No longer was it a single-point soul-devouring attack; it formed a vast, fan-shaped net of demonic light that descended over Li Xuancang.
It was well versed in manipulating hearts and minds. Knowing Li Xuancang would not dare let even a sliver of demonic light fall upon Shen Qingshan, it deliberately spread out its offensive, forcing him to defend on all sides and forcibly wearing him down.
The faceless Demon drifted like a ghost, silently circling around to strike from his flank and rear. Its pitch-black demonic claws were cunning and venomous, forcing Li Xuancang to constantly guard himself until more and more openings appeared.
Tuoba Shou was brutal and overbearing, each swing of his thousand-pound warhammer smashing the ground into collapse and cracks.
Astral Qi crushed the surrounding area, forcefully locking down every avenue of movement available to Li Xuancang and giving him no chance at all to break free.
Wu Xiaotian's strength was infinitely close to the Mid Astral Qi Realm. His attacks were vicious, every move aimed to kill.
The great Demon Race demon was no ordinary