Inside the Twelve Heavenly Witch Gods Formation, malevolence billowed, and Yin winds howled.
This was Long Fei's first time using this thing to entrap and kill a master, and the formation did not flow very smoothly.
The first Witch God charged forward, clashing with the old man's Dharma Sword for a long time, until two more Witch Gods leaped from the flag surface to encircle him.
The old man nearly spat blood, exhausted by just a shadow, never expecting another two would emerge.
He cursed at Long Fei with a hoarse voice, "Scoundrel, you cultivate the Devil's Path, and you will not die well."
Long Fei sighed, "Old senior, you forced my hand! If you hadn't tried to kill me off, would I have brought out this thing?"
He justified himself with confidence, as his spiritual power stirred and released all the Witch Gods.
Goodness me, a group of monstrous apparitions soared into the sky, enshrouding the whole cave in rolling white mist.
