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Boom—!

A terrifying strike, a terrifying blade aura.

Mo Wu Shang's Indestructible Dark Flame was completely shattered, and even on his forehead, there was a new wound, right beside his Demon Eye, barely missing it.

"Do you dare to injure my Demon Eye?"

"Injure you? Why not? Your strength is simply incomparable to the Holy Son, you are too specialized. Soul Secret Techniques are indeed powerful, but once someone counters it, you've got no other options."

Qin Bi Xue coldly chuckled.

"Is that so? Let me show you a move I've never used until now!

Demon Eye: Demon King Transformation!"

As Mo Wu Shang's cold voice echoed, his body began to rapidly change, growing a pair of terrifying demon horns on his head, and a pair of black wings on his back.

His muscles also became as solid as iron, block by block.

What was most terrifying was that his body grew more than ten times larger; his giant form stood there, looking down on Qin Bi Xue, resembling a Demon Lord itself.