The innate talent of the Demon Race bloodline is indeed terrifying beyond measure.
"Zhang Lingfeng, did Master of Celestial Water suddenly declare himself to be a Star Gate Honored Guest Elder because of you?"
After repelling Hao Yuchen once again, Sang Qima and the others approached Zhang Lingfeng. In their eyes, only Zhang Lingfeng was worthy of their attention.
"If you wish to know, why not ask Master of Celestial Water yourself? Surely you can meet the venerable elder."
Zhang Lingfeng sneered.
He knew the three had come with ill intentions.
"How long can you keep up that hard mouth?"
Sang Qima snorted coldly.
Suddenly transforming into a black shadow, he swept towards Zhang Lingfeng.
A black circle appeared around Zhang Lingfeng; it was Sang Qima's ten-thousand-meter-long snake body. It seemed that once the snake body contracted, it could crush Zhang Lingfeng into flesh.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Lingfeng seemed to vanish from his spot, quickly dodging all the shadows.
