When Shi Tai said these words, his voice was calm and without the slightest ripple.
A few balls of blood mist floated not far away. Those were the great demons that he had killed with a single finger!
At this moment, Tai Wu once again used a finger to block the three-foot-long peak in the demon demon’s hand. Even the divine sword forged from mother gold was unable to cut open his stone finger.
He was indifferent and aloof. He looked down on everyone from above, making them angry and powerless.
Chu Feng, who was below the Great Abyss, let out a low growl. His entire body was surging with blood mist. He was filled with righteous indignation. He really wanted to kill Taiwu!
The Old Llama was dead, the Golden Roc King was exterminated, the Old Black Bear King was killed, and the mountain tortoise of Kongtong was also pierced to death by a finger. Blood dripped here and there, and a few wisps of weak soul light would dissipate at any moment.
“Chi!”
