As the unparalleled vicious hamr severely injured Li'an and was now charging over again, Zuo Qinglian, who was suspended in the sky, showed a look of panic and shouted to remind him, "You worthless fool, if you don't demonize now, you have only one way left—death!"
The severely injured Li'an felt deeply ashad and annoyed, enduring extre tornt. He liked Zuo Qinglian and was reluctant to demonize and turn into a monster in her presence, leaving her with an ugly impression. But if he didn't demonize now, death was the only outco.
"Roar!"
Seeing the War God Hamr chasing relentlessly like a bone-attached spike, refusing to stop until it took his life, Li'an let out a long roar like a beast. His body trembled while flying backward, and demonic qi exploded from his body forming a thick black fog, wrapping tightly around him...
Once Li'an's body was wrapped in the demonic qi from within him, his speed in the air abruptly accelerated, leaving the War God Hamr far behind. However, the War God Hamr did not stop, continuing its pursuit.
The demonic qi surrounding Li'an continuously surged, twisted, deford, swelled, and enlarged...
Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...
From within ca a terrifying sound like sothing breaking, along with a sharp wail that seed neither human nor beast, resembling a devil's scream, piercing the eardrums and shaking the soul.
Upon hearing this sound, both the Human Clan army and the Demon Cultivator army stopped fighting and turned their gazes this way, expressing deep fear in their eyes.
"Ah, the Great King is about to demonize!"
"They say the Great King is the incarnation of the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon. Is he transforming into the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon!?"
Within the Demon Army, discussions arose.
So Demon Cultivators stared at Wang Xiaoqiang in surprise, wondering what cultivation base would force a Demon King level demon cultivator to demonize just to protect himself?
Under the gaze of all, the black qi enveloping Li'an suddenly dispersed, revealing a hideous and grotesque monster. The creature stood about five ters tall, with a massive body, a human head and a dragon body, and eight arms on its body, each about three ters long, as thick as beast claws, surrounded by demonic qi—looking fierce and matchless.
"Eight-Ard Demon Dragon! The Great King is indeed the incarnation of the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon!" A demon cultivator among the Demon Army shouted in awe.
The ferocious aura of the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon intimidated everyone, with its terrifying presence spreading like a tangible force, causing the surrounding soldiers' hearts to tremble, and cold sweat to drip down.
Demon King level demon cultivators vary in power, usually between Immortal Sage and Immortal King levels, often described as Half-Step Immortal King, thus being very powerful. Unfortunately for Li'an, his opponent was Wang Xiaoqiang.
Wang Xiaoqiang just advanced to the Fifth Soldier Realm of the Immortal Sage, with a comprehensive strength capable of challenging Immortal King level. Hence Li'an's defeat was expected, but transforming into the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon increased his power significantly beyond Half-Step Immortal King.
From the sky, Zuo Qinglian looked down at Li'an, transford into the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon, feeling sickened, nearly vomiting.
Though she was also a demon cultivator, she admired beauty and loathed ugliness. She never intended to demonize and vowed not to transform into such a demon monster, even at the cost of her life. This was why she rejected Li'an and disliked demon cultivators.
She demanded not only that she shouldn't demonize herself but also hoped that her man would never beco such a grotesque monster. Thinking of how she was standing with that monster just monts ago, she couldn't stop herself from feeling nauseated.
"Roar~~Roar~~" Li'an, transford into the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon, scread madly, swinging his eight arms and attacking Wang Xiaoqiang.
The powerful aura locked onto Wang Xiaoqiang, creating deep furrows in the snow between them—a frightening sight.
Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang didn't dare be careless. With a thought, the Patterned Beast roared angrily, standing before him, and spat out tangible flas, rushing towards the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon.
The Eight-Ard Demon Dragon spat out a water column from its mouth, colliding with the Patterned Beast's flas, neutralizing each other.
Wang Xiaoqiang drew the Sun-Shooting Bow and shot an arrow at the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon.
With a sharp whistling sound, the arrow carried lightning and shot out quickly. The Eight-Ard Demon Dragon swung his eight arms, ultimately swatting the Soldier Aura Arrow away.
Moreover, this ti, the lightning on the arrow did not hinder the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon's claws.
Wang Xiaoqiang's gaze tightened, suddenly realizing that the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon was much stronger than Li'an. He dared not neglect and imdiately drove the Path of Courage to blast forward.
The "Courage" character charged ahead, and the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon repeated its old trick, swinging its arms to strike. But this ti it was different; when one arm struck the "Courage" character, the lightning within the character exploded, the thick electric arc scorching the arm black and smoking.
The repeated provocations finally enraged the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon. Its figure flashed and unexpectedly teleported in front of Wang Xiaoqiang, its eight arms stabbing toward him, covered with barbs. Being pierced by them would be disastrous. Wang Xiaoqiang's heart jumped, and he ntally activated, deploying three-layered golden shells from within his body.
In an instant...
Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...
The eight arms of demonic qi pierced Wang Xiaoqiang's golden shell, breaching the outer three layers, ultimately blocked by the fourth layer shell...
However, although the golden shell within Wang Xiaoqiang repelled the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon's arms, it couldn't shake them off...
The eight arms entangled within the golden shell, effectively trapping Wang Xiaoqiang, and with a single move, lifted Wang Xiaoqiang along with the golden shell...
Wang Xiaoqiang's body swung in mid-air like a skewered locust, appearing sowhat embarrassed...
Everyone who saw this scene gasped, now believing Wang Xiaoqiang to be dood.
The soldiers revealed slight looks of pity, but among them were so harboring resentnt towards Wang Xiaoqiang, hoping he would be eliminated by the Eight-Ard Demon Dragon.
The nineteen Elite Disciples of the Five Spirit Sect and Cheng Jin shouted and rushed over, but the Demon Army intercepted them before they got close.
In the sky, Zuo Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief, but her gaze towards Wang Xiaoqiang displayed a hint of regret, silently lanting, "Alas, he's pretty handso, and his cultivation base is strong. It's just unfortunate that luck isn't on his side..."
"Wu ha ha ha~~~" The Eight-Ard Demon Dragon laughed in triumph and excitent. As it finished laughing, its head explosively burst open with a sound, demonic qi surged, and a dragon head grew out of its body cavity. The dragon head was as large as a bucket, with a mouth wide open, approaching Wang Xiaoqiang as if to swallow him whole.(To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian with recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian)
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