The Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng let out an unwilling cry, clashing with the Netherworld Long Spear in a thunderous explosion, shattering the void continuously, with surging energy sweeping in a pulsating manner in all directions.
It then turned into a golden arc and returned beneath Lu Changsheng's feet, its fierce might unparalleled.
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
All the cultivators of the Yiming Ghost Sect were shocked and dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes upon witnessing this.
Such an ultimate Demon King was actually someone else's mount!
What's going on with this world!
However, they also felt a sense of dread upon seeing the slowly rotating Black Hole Funnel above Lu Changsheng's head.
They felt that without the protection of the Sect's Grand Array, their physical bodies and souls would be crushed to dust.
"Chirp chirp chirp——"
