In the next instant, the power of the dual pupils erupted violently, instantly sweeping away the demonic mist of the Demon Flood Dragon!
Brother Qiu saw such a heaven-defying divine technique, disbelief written all over his face, and his heart sank.
His pride in his physical body was no match, and even his most treasured magic arts were defeated.
Where did this freak come from?
In a clash between experts, life and death are often decided in an instant.
The blood-colored eight-armed demon ape seized the moment of its opponent’s stupefaction, one pair of its eight arms suddenly exerting force to grab the serpent’s head.
Roar!
The demon ape let out a furious roar, its Qi Blood True Gang power bursting forth!
Its thick blood-red arms fiercely pulled!
With a "puff,"
the black scales on the demon flood dragon’s neck peeled away, leaving several terrifying blood marks, a rare expression of fear appearing in its eyes.
But the blood-colored demon ape gave it no chance, flipping its body to straddle the dark flood dragon.
Immediately, all eight arms clenched into fists, blood-colored shadows crisscrossing like falling meteors, hammering down on the dragon’s head.
Roar!
The blood-colored demon ape was extremely fierce, smashing was not enough; it opened its abyss-like mouth and viciously bit into the black flood dragon’s neck, jet-black demon blood splattering everywhere.
The demon flood dragon howled miserably, its cries endless.
Then.
The blood-colored demon ape’s eight arms clutched the flood dragon’s head, savagely twisting, tearing off the giant dragon’s head as if toppling a mountain, it fell to the ground beside them.
With the flood dragon’s death, the demonic qi on its surface gradually dimmed and dispersed.
Revealing the true body of the Qiu-named demonic cultivator of the Blood Refining Demon Sect.
But he too had his neck twisted, his head and body relocated.
Suddenly!
But at this moment.
A spirit body ’swooshed’ from the corpse on the ground, rushing through the void, desperately seeking escape.
Qin Ming retracted his True Gang Transformation divine technique, focusing intently, a faint sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Thinking of escaping now, isn’t it too late?"
His divine thought exploded, materializing directly to block the Qiu-named demonic cultivator’s soul body’s path.
Boom!
The panicked soul body of the Qiu-named demonic cultivator finally showed a look of extreme fear.
In his escape route, an invisible wall suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
His soul body slammed hard against the wall of divine thought, nearly dissipating; a soul-deep pain spread instantly throughout his soul.
"Divine Thought Transformation!"
"A Nascent Soul Stage divine thought, why is it like this?!"
"I’m not willing!"
Before he could react, Qin Ming’s divine thought changed again, transforming into a large hand, capturing his soul body before him.
The former calmness of the Qiu-named demon was replaced by a face full of fear.
He rode the demonic path for years, and without thinking much, he knew what fate awaited him.
The taste of being subjected to Soul Extraction and Soul Refining, he had inflicted on others often, but now it was his turn, and he did not want to personally experience such pain.
He hurriedly pleaded, "Spare my life, fellow Daoist! Can you grant me a quick death? I have many treasures to offer you, and whatever other requests or conditions you have, you may ask!"
"Humph! Can’t I obtain them myself?" Qin Ming snorted coldly, looking at him with disdain.
He immediately began to perform the Soul Searching Technique on him.
But in the next moment.
"Ah!!!"
A piercing, tooth-aching wail rang out.
Just as Qin Ming began the soul search, the Qiu-named demonic cultivator’s soul body swelled like a balloon.