As soon as Qiu Tianming's voice fell, three streams of Yin Sha Qi suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
These three streams of Yin Sha Qi slowly converged in the air and instantly transformed into a ten-foot-long gray python!
"Moo moo!"
Though composed of Yin Sha Qi, the gray python seemed real and tangible, like splashed ink.
The sound it emitted faintly carried the essence of a Jiao Long's roar, causing the stone tables nearby to shatter into dust with its bellow.
The Yin Snake swayed its form gracefully, leaving chaos in its wake like the aftermath of a typhoon.
"Hiss!"
The onlooking martial artists first gasped in shock and then scrambled backward in a frenzy.
After retreating from the combat zone, their faces were painted with sheer terror.
Even Gong Yongyun and Qiu Zongping, at the Peak of Internal Energy Great Success, withdrew.
