At this moment, Old Devil Zhang was enveloped in a thick layer of red mist.
His eyes, however, were hollow and lifeless, and a wild smile appeared on his face.
"Little ant, I'll borrow your body for a while."
"No good. This demonic soul has possessed Old Devil Zhang's body. Kill him quickly, don't let him completely control the physical body."
Old Devil Li of the Corpse Ghost Sect reacted the fastest, roaring loudly and brandishing the black demonic sword in his hand.
He channeled all his immortal power, unleashing a black Sword Qi at Old Devil Zhang, a full-force strike without mercy.
The other Cultivators also reacted, gritting their teeth and following suit, various immortal arts and Sword Qi instantly blasting towards Old Devil Zhang.
Rumble.
Hundreds of Cultivators attacked simultaneously, multi-colored immortal art lights intertwining, illuminating the entire sky with a magnificent aura.
