Seeing this, Qiao Suinian pointed his skull staff forward, and the Hand of Dust instantly appeared.
With each swing of the large, turquoise hand, it could grasp the phantom of a monster and turn it into ashes. Qiao Suinian also joined the battle and fought against the monsters.
Strangely, after those monster phantoms died, they immediately transformed into a stream of light and returned to the ancient parchment book in Ding Zheng's hand.
Ding Zheng watched as the monster's phantom was slain, yet he showed no sign of panic whatsoever, remaining frighteningly calm.
Under Qiao Suinian's all-out attack, most of the monster phantoms were quickly killed. At this time, the duration of the Evil God's Shadow also came to an end, and it slowly dissipated in the hall.
Ding Zheng finally revealed a smile: "You've been tricked. Your death is imminent!"
He opened the ancient parchment scroll again, and the monsters that had been slain reappeared in the hall unharmed!
Qiao Suinian's gaze sharpened. Were these monsters endless and could be summoned repeatedly?
In conjunction with Ding Zheng's profession as a beast tamer, this ancient sheepskin book was practically a divine artifact in his hands.
After all, a horde of powerful and indestructible monsters would take turns attacking, and even someone much stronger than Ding Zheng could be worn down to death if he wasn't careful.
The only way to defeat Ding Zheng is to capture the leader first; otherwise, even Qiao Suinian would have no choice but to turn around and run away in the face of so many monsters.
Ding Zheng clearly saw through Qiao Suinian's plan. He took a step back without making a sound, not intending to give Qiao Suinian any chance. If Qiao Suinian wanted to kill him first, he would have to face the siege of all the monsters.
Without a word, Qiao Suinian drew his Haoye Dragon Blade. The moment the blade left its sheath, he killed all the monsters in front of him. Qiao Suinian was like a red-hot iron ball that had fallen into the snow. He broke through the encirclement, and few of the monsters could withstand his second strike.
But no matter how many monsters he slays, the ancient sheepskin book in Ding Zheng's hand will soon spawn new monsters, endlessly.
Qiao Suinian seemed to have gone mad, blindly charging forward.
"Foolish! You're committing suicide. There's no way you can touch me!" Ding Zheng shook his head with a cold laugh.
He used the countless monsters to keep maneuvering around Qiao Suinian. On the surface, Qiao Suinian kept advancing, but in reality, the distance between them didn't get any closer. If this continued, even if Qiao Suinian killed for another ten thousand years, he would never be able to get close to him.
Furthermore, as his physical strength was depleted, Qiao Suinian had developed numerous wounds from the monster attacks.
"Who said I was going to run into you? Do you think you're some 36D peach-butt mature woman with a loli face? That's always been my goal."
Qiao Suinian flashed a bright and cheerful smile, but Ding Zheng's expression suddenly changed!
Because Qiao Suinian had unknowingly approached the skeleton in the main hall, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed at the Hongyun Qitian Bone!
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