It's not easy to distinguish the levels of shamanic disciples, but the more powerful a shamanic disciple is, the more powerful the demon immortals they can contain.
The five shamanic disciples chosen by Chang Tianlong and his group were all their top shamanic disciples, and almost all of them could withstand three-tenths of their power descending upon them, which was already quite terrifying.
Chang Tianlong did not transform into a demon form at this moment. Instead, he swept towards Yang Cheng with a soft whip in his hand.
The soft whip seemed to be made of snakeskin, and it was exceptionally tough. As it was in mid-air, it continued to extend and lengthen, wrapping around Yang Cheng's body.
The fox spirit opened her mouth and exhaled a large plume of pink mist, like miasma, which could erode spiritual energy and bewitch the mind.
The old man with two swords suddenly disappeared underground. The next moment, the ground beneath Yang Cheng's feet began to melt, and the two swords ruthlessly slashed towards his lower body.
The old woman pulled out two thin needles, squinted at Yang Cheng, and although she didn't make a move, Yang Cheng could feel two extremely sharp needles aimed at him.
"Die!"
A series of soft whips wrapped around Yang Cheng, and Chang Tianlong flew forward, his body brimming with demonic energy, and threw a punch directly at Yang Cheng.
But the next moment, a dazzling stream of light rose up around Yang Cheng, and he pushed the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to its limit, directly bursting the tough snakeskin whip!
Yang Cheng thrust his spear straight down, unleashing a burst of devastating power. The spear struck Gray Master's twin blades, sending him crashing back into the ground.
At the same time, the burst of the power of annihilation directly crippled the arms of the shaman disciple possessed by Gray Lord, instantly stripping away and devouring his flesh, turning him into two white bones.
Yang Cheng turned and kicked out, the powerful force sending Chang Tianlong flying, his arm instantly bending.
Although the fox fairy's mist had enveloped Yang Cheng, Yang Cheng himself radiated a layer of golden divine light. The power of the City Emperor's Golden Body was most effective at suppressing these demonic forces.
The pink mist was torn apart by Yang Cheng almost instantly, and the Soul-Severing Spear went straight for the old lady in white!
Old Mrs. Bai originally planned to launch a sneak attack from the rear, but when she faced Yang Cheng directly, her expression suddenly changed.
Just then, Huang San Taiye, who hadn't made a move yet, formed his hands into claws and slid down from the air, his powerful demonic energy condensing into claw marks that slammed towards Yang Cheng.
The Soul-Severing Spear changed from a thrust to a sweep, and the claw mark was torn apart in the sweep.
At this moment, the two thin needles in Old Madam Bai's hand finally shot out, piercing Yang Cheng's eyes with extremely sharp edge!
Yang Cheng's senses were now extremely sharp. He thrust out his hands together like a sword, and actually tore the two thin needles apart!
In that instant, the expressions of the five immortals all changed.
Yang Cheng's strength far exceeded their expectations; the sheer power of his physical body was terrifying, even comparable to that of these demon immortals!
You should know that those two thin needles were not ordinary needles, but two sharp spikes that the old lady Bai had cultivated for thousands of years.
These two spikes were almost like divine weapons, indestructible, but now they were shattered by Yang Cheng's bare body. This guy's body is simply not human.
"Old Chang, didn't you fight Yang Cheng before? How come his strength is so terrifying?"
Chang Tianlong said with a gloomy expression, "At that time, I only descended with a split soul, and I only used the blood and qi power of Shi Geli. How much blood and qi power can a mortal have?"
Even with my best efforts, I could only manifest my demon form for less than half an hour. After a few fierce battles, I was defeated, so I couldn't really test the opponent's strength at all.
He doesn't cultivate the power of a martial arts lineage; don't mistake Yang Cheng for any other mortal!
With blood surging from Yang Cheng's Soul-Severing Spear, he didn't give Chang Tianlong and the others a chance to react and charged straight at them.
Although Yang Cheng only exchanged one move with them, he was able to roughly tell what kind of background each of the five demon immortals had.
Chang Tianlong is the strongest among them and is skilled in close combat.
Gray is cunning and treacherous, with top-notch escape skills, but his direct combat abilities are mediocre.
Grandpa Huang is skilled in various supernatural powers and techniques, and his attacks are quite powerful.
The fox spirit doesn't seem to be strong in close combat, but like Grandpa Huang, she is proficient in demonic arts.
Only the old woman in white had the simplest attack method, relying solely on the sharpness of her spikes to injure people. Her supernatural abilities were the least varied, so Yang Cheng went straight for her.
Chang Tianlong stood in front of him, his bone whip shattered, but he took out a long sword, its blade brimming with demonic energy, and fought fiercely against Yang Cheng. However, he was repeatedly blasted back by Yang Cheng's Soul-Severing Spear.
Although Gray Grandpa had lost both arms, he still controlled the earth beneath his feet, and instantly two earthen dragons snaked up and rushed towards Yang Cheng.
The fox fairy was agile, her hands forming hand seals in mid-air. Streams of pink light bombarded Yang Cheng, devouring all the spiritual energy in their path.
However, this thing was no match for Yang Cheng's divine power. As Yang Cheng opened the Prison Suppression Barrier, all these pink streams of light were shattered by the Prison Suppression Barrier.
Grandpa Huang San, standing behind, formed hand seals and chanted incantations. A talisman descended from the sky and exploded instantly, followed by countless bolts of black lightning.
"Hiding and concealing your true intentions, do you really think I, Yang Cheng, am made of clay, relying solely on the strength of these shamanic disciples?"
Yang Cheng sneered, and his bloodthirsty aura surged wildly around him. The vast bloodthirsty aura, like a boundless ocean, surged out, and in an instant, the world changed dramatically, and the bloodthirsty aura soared into the sky!
These demon immortals really didn't take Yang Cheng seriously. It's not that they underestimated Yang Cheng, but rather that it was due to a lack of information.
The Liaodong region was independent of the Central Plains and did not have as much interaction with the Central Plains as the Golden Horde.
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