"What? How is that possible?"
In an instant, Mile and the Three Thousand Buddhas' expressions changed drastically.
With so many fierce demons and beasts, plus the terrifying water of the Long River, even if the Vajra Demon Suppression Formation can hold for a while, what about after that? Wouldn't they still be devoured by the Chaotic Demons and die?
Mile, for the first time, began to regret his rash actions, but alas, there is no medicine for regret in this world.
"Hahaha, are you scared? Tremble in this endless despair!" The Flying Snake laughed wildly as he watched the ashen-faced Buddha's sons.
"Damn, you freak! You scared the crap out of me, you dead freak!" Li Qingming in the Three Pure Ones Hall, with a face of disgust, watched the somewhat mad Flying Snake in the Water Mirror and cursed the Flying Snake's ancestors under his breath.
"Hum!"
