At this time, Caspian swept over with his Divine Sense and immediately found that the group of demons had formed a tribe.
About seven or eight thousand miles ahead, tents made of flesh and blood and huge bones were lying on a plain, like bulging hills.
White bones pointed to the sky, giving off an extremely bloody and cruel smell.
Countless fiendish demons were fighting and biting on the ground.
It looked like a warm bed that nurtured fiendish demons.
Among these mountains, there were more than a dozen soaring flames that Caspian had felt before.
When Caspian swept around with his Divine Sense and found the place where demons gathered, at the same time, the demons here also found Caspian.
Swoosh!
The blood-colored light shot up into the sky.
Several fiendish demons with incomparably tragic auras hovered in midair and looked at Caspian from afar.
The fierce aura almost condensed into a ferocious face that covered the sky and the sun above their heads and roared at Caspian. The void within a radius of thousands of miles was constantly shaking.
Buzz!
At this moment, groups of small demons also formed a black mass and flew into the sky. Like dark clouds covering thousands of miles, they rushed toward Caspian.
These small demons were like flies as big as human beings. Their bodies were covered with black hair and their eyes were flashing with amazing evil light.
A terrifying aura immediately spread out like a tidal wave.
Caspian sneered, opened the blood-red wings on his back, waved them in the air, and immediately turned into a shocking swan. It flowed through the blood-red track of the long river of time, and instantly rushed into the thousands of small demons.
Bang!
As soon as these small demons touched Caspian, they immediately exploded.
At first glance, Caspian was like a burning red dagger, cutting the continuous demon army from the middle in an instant.
These demons all exploded like countless firecrackers.
Flesh and blood splashed all over the sky.
In the blink of an eye, Caspian rushed out from these flies.
"You're courting death!" In front of him, a demon with the strength of the mid level of the third level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, like a lion, roared and rushed toward Caspian.
The Lion's Roar soared into the sky and shook the earth for thousands of miles. An extremely overbearing and destructive momentum condensed into a lion's claw and fell toward Caspian.
The surrounding void was instantly destroyed.
Countless Demonic Souls were shattered and fled in tears.
Caspian was expressionless. Facing his opponent, Caspian bent his five fingers like a claw.
Immediately, a divine light filled with iron and blood shot out from his palm.
The 3,000-meter-long blood-red spear, carrying an imperial aura, pierced through the void and the lion's claw!
"What!"
The lion-shaped demon roared in shock and anger. He immediately saw the long spear appear in front of him. The blood-colored sharp light was full of his eyes.
Pu!
Before he could dodge, the fiendish demon's chest was penetrated.
Caspian moved his arm and shook the spear violently.
The horrible force tore the lion-shaped demon into pieces in an instant.
Before the rolling vigor dissipated in the void, Caspian stepped in the air. The blood-red wings immediately let him come to the front of the vigor and pointed out.
Woo!
The thick blood was instantly sucked into Caspian’s body.
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