He stood motionless, hovering in the air.
This Transformation Heaven Tribulation, for Inner Core Realm Demon Beasts, for Primordial Pill Realm cultivators, perhaps it would require all sorts of retreats.
But for him, it was merely a small hurricane.
His voice was resounding, like thunder in the mind of the Cloud Winged Flying Crocodile.
Compared to the naturally compatible Transformation Grass for demon beasts, the Heavenly Rank Elixirs he refined had similar effects. But because the Ten Thousand Xias Dragon Roc and Ghost Eyes Netherworld Tiger's flesh and blood differ from the lineage of the Cloud Winged Flying Crocodile, it would eventually bring some impact.
It was just like the heart demon encountered when cultivators advanced.
At his feet, the Cloud Winged Flying Crocodile's flesh was already a bloody mess, and even the strong body of the Inner Core Realm Demon Beast revealed pieces of demon bones.
