"Demon-Devouring Art, Demon-Devouring Seal!"
As Lin Ming's chilling voice spread between the heavens and the earth, the huge dark skull behind him slowly opened its massive mouth, and black waves of fighting intent gathered in it wildly. However, the fighting intent was so violent, the space around the huge mouth quietly shattered.
Lin Ming was obviously prepared to do his best after the initial trial.
Mu Chen looked at the fighting intent that had gathered in the dark skull's mouth, and his gaze turned sharp. He was not foolish enough to be negligent in the face of a war troop dispatcher's best efforts.
He breathed out gently and clasped his hands together.
Rumble!
Atop the dark skull, tens of thousands of battle runes glistened with dazzling luster, and the roar of fighting intent grew more violent until at last, a dark glow of intense light rose slowly from the skull's mouth.
