Under the seemingly endless and inexhaustible spiritual power of Ethan Yan, the sleek, green-haired, one-horned Xiezhi were summoned one after another. The largest of them was as big as a cow, and the smallest was about the size of a sheep. Their expressions were similar, and they were either standing or standing, as real as if they were real bodies in the mortal world. They surrounded Zhuan Sun Qiang with their eyes wide open. This scene alone was already very scary, as if a random kick or sneeze would make Zhuan Sun Qiang run away.
However, Zhuan Sun Qiang was actually so frightened that his legs went limp. Even without Ethan Yan's spiritual power, he couldn't run. He knelt on the ground, trembling, his mind in a mess, not understanding how he had fallen from the sky to the ground in just one day. No, this was not the ground, it was the Avici Hell, the greatest nightmare in the world!
Ethan Yan, the one who caused all this, was a cold-blooded executioner, even more evil than the demon cultivators. The thousands of Xiezhi who were eyeing him covetously were his accomplices, and they had long been ready to tear Zhuan Sun Qiang apart.
After confirming Xiezhi's 100% ability to defend himself, the main course was served.
But this time Ethan Yan did not do it himself, but gave the right to ask questions to his brother, Gongzi Yang. This gentle man who has always been unlucky recently, but is still easily ignored when the incident happened. Obviously, he is the victim.
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