Within the black clouds, Redfire Old Monster frowned at those words. Though Lin He was only at the Core Formation Middle Stage, he could withstand even Azure Fire Thunder, so he clearly had powerful trump cards. Redfire Old Monster was utterly unwilling to rush into a fight with him, but since Extreme Yin had singled him out, he had to at least make a show of attacking.
Two bolts of Thunderfire flew out of Black Cloud amid rumbling crashes. They certainly looked impressive, though only heaven knew how much power they actually carried.
The elderly man surnamed Yan hated Lin He bitterly. Without bringing Lin He back, he would have no way to account for himself, so his attacks were the fiercest. His Black Bowl released a beam of black light, while five black Flying Knives became five streaks of darkness and vanished in a flash.
Extreme Yin shook his shoulders, releasing a dozen or so streams of black qi. Midway through their flight, they condensed into various wolf-shaped Demon Beasts and charged forward. Not stopping there, he also made a grasping motion toward Lin He, sending an inky-black hand slamming at him.
A multitude of attacks arrived in an instant. A ruthless look flashed across Lin He's face. He slapped his Storage Bag, releasing twelve Early Core Formation Warrior Puppets to intercept the incoming attacks.
Lin He likewise reached into empty air, sending a golden Great Handprint flying out.
Zhou Yuan had already flown to Lin He's side. She released her Giant Tortoise Puppet and Frost Wyrm Essence Soul to assist him.
Extreme Yin and the others were astonished to see Lin He produce so many Early Core Formation Puppets at once. They immediately intensified their attacks, and the combatants were soon locked in a furious melee.
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