Murderous intent struck without warning!
From every direction, countless cutting edges arrived at once. They sealed off heaven and earth, leaving Su Changsheng no road to the heavens and no door into the earth.
At the same time, a streak of black light slashed toward him, instantly rending the surrounding air and carving a deep trench into the ground.
It cleaved through the void, impossible to withstand.
That terrifying power instantly made Su Changsheng's scalp prickle.
With no time to think, at this moment when a thousand pounds hung by a single thread, countless Hard Skin Talisman Runes burned in succession, and his Healing Talismans stirred into action as well.
All the demon power in his body gathered in his palm in an instant. Nine layers of Stone-Shattering Art overlapped, working with Candleflame and merging into one.
He threw a punch!
The next instant!
Boom!
A gigantic mushroom cloud rose where the two collided, then surged outward with the force to sweep away everything.
Even Su Changsheng's yao body was driven back more than a dozen steps by the powerful explosion.
He could not help coughing up great mouthfuls of blood.
A single strike had wounded him.
A mortal crisis suddenly descended!
Meanwhile, before the explosion had subsided, several figures appeared in succession, their indistinct silhouettes brimming with eerie power.
Su Changsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at his right hand, where white bone lay exposed. Ignoring his injuries, he merely watched the arrivals with extreme gravity and vigilance.
"White Tiger King!"
"What are you doing?!"
He took a deep breath and stared coldly at the arrivals, his heart sinking.
Although most of his attackers had unfamiliar faces, one was all too familiar: the ninth-level demon, the White Tiger King.
One of the Black