This being is none other than the self-sealed half-step Immortal—Demon Lord!
But it's already dead.
Completely dead.
What remains now is merely a corpse controlled by resentment, a bizarre creature formed from unwillingness and madness!
"Roar!!!"
The Demon Corpse roared again, all four arms moving simultaneously, shrouded in overwhelming black fog, madly charging at the three!
The power of this attack is enough to make any Eight Tribulation Venerable collapse on the spot!
Even a Nine Tribulations Venerable would have no choice but to retreat when faced with the full-force strike of this half-step Immortal corpse!
Feng Xuan and Li Chenzhou's faces were deathly pale, almost collapsing.
They wanted to run away.
But their bodies wouldn't obey.
Under that overwhelming pressure, they couldn't even move a finger!
At that moment—
Gu Qingfeng moved.
He merely raised his hand.
Then, he lightly pressed down.
"Bang——!!!"
