Mountain Sand Wind!
Divine abilities wreathed his body, his imposing presence surging to the heavens.
Su Changsheng struck upward, completely releasing the restraints on himself. His immense Demon Power and Qi and Blood surged like rivers, rolling in torrents, vast and towering.
"Get down here!"
At his furious roar, one of the Great Yao was caught off guard and dragged straight down from the air.
Meanwhile, Fatty Huang and Manman swiftly engaged the other Great Yao, whose presence seemed slightly weaker. Fatty Huang possessed all manner of strange techniques. Although he could not compare to a Great Yao, his strength was still that of a seasoned ninth-level demon, even a half-step Great Yao.
If he truly unleashed his strength, he would be considerably stronger than the Wolf King and the others had been.
At his limit, he approached White Madam's level.
Clearly, the two Great Yao facing them had only just entered the ranks of Great Yao. They might even be weaker than White Madam, and for the moment, they really were tied down.
"Good, good, good!"
"Mere ants, how dare you!"
On the other side, the Great Yao Su Changsheng had dragged out of the air dispersed the radiance surrounding him. He was actually a being with a human face and a bird's body, and there seemed to be traces of Feather Grotto about him.
Veins bulged on his forehead, as though he had suffered a tremendous insult. These ants before him not only refused to repent, but had actually dared to return and kill them. Simply unforgivable!
"Enough wasting words!"
"Fight me!"
Brilliant flames burned in Su Changsheng's eyes. Azure light enveloped his entire body, his demonic radiance dazzling, as though a heavenly god had descended. His overwhelming might continued to rise, at one point suppressing most of