"So much nonsense."
Zhang Changqing snorted coldly, extending his right index finger to forcefully cut across his left palm, creating a wound from which blood flowed profusely.
Then he swung his hand, and twelve drops of blood landed on the talismans.
Instantly, the twelve talismans erupted with a strong blood-red light.
After he completed this, Zhang Changqing's face immediately turned pale.
Clearly, this wasn't ordinary blood.
"Blood... Could it be?"
Observing the smoothly functioning talisman array with increased power, the black serpent's calm gaze finally turned serious, eyes fixed intently on Zhang Changqing.
Recalling something, his face changed dramatically: "Blood Talisman Spirit Body!?"
Zhang Changqing's gaze flickered, but he did not refute.
"Explode!"
He uttered softly.
Rumble—
The talismans connected, thunder roared, lightning and fire surged and completely engulfed the black serpent.
Seizing the opportunity, Xu Ping also made his move.
