บท 947: Supreme Demon Lord

Fang Chengjin had never heard of something like this.

It was normal for there to be spirit in the spear. After all, it was a spiritual artifact.

However, the spear spirit actually took the initiative to fight without its master. Furthermore, the power it unleashed was not inferior to that of a peak Daoyuan realm expert. That was the truly unbelievable part.

The only explanation was that the spear spirit was the soul of a powerful being from the Netherworld!

He coveted such a treasure.

However, based on the current situation, he might not even be able to subdue it!

"Damn it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the darkness engulf him.

There were even bursts of flames that seemed to be of the extreme Yin attribute. There was no heat from the flames, only the coldness of death.

His face suddenly turned pale when he noticed that the black fog of demonic energy in front of him had condensed into a figure.