Lu Changsheng saw the Six Paths Demon Consort attacking, his gaze slightly condensed, and the talisman formations swirling around him flew out, merging the qi mechanism to form a wall of talismans.
But this was only a Third Rank Talisman Formation.
The Six Paths Demon Consort's fair jade-like hand struck out, as if countless malicious ghosts and wraithful spirits appeared, directly tearing apart Lu Changsheng's talisman wall, then whistled toward the Soul-calling Beast.
The Soul-calling Beast was not afraid at all, and let out an excited howl toward the sky.
The turbulent ghost fog around it surged like layers upon layers of stormy waves, rolling toward all directions.
Subsequently, the blood-colored demonic eye at its forehead spun rapidly, emitting an endless crimson radiance.
"Boom!!!"
An astonishing scene unfolded.
