These thornback strange beasts were as many as the hair on an ox. Their thorns were sharp, thin and extremely terrifying.
“Woosh!”
“Woosh!”
“Woosh!”
The space was pierced by those thorns, and the sharp sounds of it reverberated.
Ye Xiwen looked somewhat startled, but didn’t dare to underestimate them. These beasts were perhaps inferior to him when taking strength into consideration. However, their biggest advantage was their sheer numbers since the entire ethnic group had attacked at once.
“Hanshan Seal (1)!” Ye Xiwen shouted loudly. A huge mountain swept down like a giant dragon.
It directly crushed the incoming wave of thorns to the ground.
“Woosh!”
“Woosh!”
“Woosh!”
Sharp piercing sounds reverberated once again.
Those thornback beasts had launched another wave of thorns. They had innumerable thorns on their backs.