A Lucky Hit (1)

"Brothers, don't talk so much nonsense with him."

These demons could already tell that Li Yuanqing was stalling for time. Although they felt that Li Yuanqing's strength was not enough and that he was not a reason, they still decided to end the battle quickly. The power in their bodies formed a thread and connected them all together.

In the end, these nine people formed the core of the array formation. Moreover, the demons that had been driven away earlier had all returned under their call, becoming a part of his huge array formation.

In just the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, the sky was once again covered by a huge dark cloud. The dark cloud continued to spiral. This time, it did not spin as fast as a tornado. Instead, it gathered into a huge array.

A sudden bolt of lightning struck the Soul Suppressing Altar below.