......
After a moment, the six of them exchanged a glance and then had no more hesitation.
They immediately raised their hands, their fingers moving nimbly, and began to form intricate and mysterious hand seals.
Meanwhile, their mouths never stopped.
He was muttering incantations, though it was unclear what spell he was reciting.
However, from their solemn and dignified tone, it is not difficult to sense that they have a deep sense of awe for the spells they are about to cast.
A moment later, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared in the space above the entire formation.
At this moment, above the formation.
The phantom of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou was tens of feet tall, standing in mid-air like a mountain, exuding a powerful aura that made people's hearts tremble.
In an instant, there seemed to be some close connection between the phantom of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou and the six demon elders below.
An invisible force.
They were quickly brought together and their hearts were in sync.
In an instant, the cold and majestic gaze of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, like lightning piercing the sky, looked straight down.
His gaze finally settled on Xing Tian, who was relentlessly attacking the defensive light barrier.
At this moment, Xing Tian's muscles were bulging all over his body.
He swung his axe and smashed it down on the defensive light barrier like a tidal wave.
However, six demon elders continuously maintained the formation, and the defensive light barrier remained as solid as a rock.
......
Seeing this situation.
The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou's eyes revealed undisguised contempt and disdain.
In his eyes.
Xing Tian was nothing more than an overconfident ant, a brute who only knew how to use brute force.
What can the twelve great witches of the Wu tribe and the ten ancient demon gods do?
At the very beginning of its creation.
Before the primordial chaotic gods and demons that were born.
It was nothing more than a small fry that could be crushed at will.
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