It was the demon speaking, but because it was hidden in the White Ice Illusion Mist, Su Changxing couldn't determine its exact location.
Then suddenly.
Countless ghost shadows appeared within the illusion mist in front of them, along with black long hair, as if drenched in water, dripping down from the sky, soaking the ground.
The undead at the forefront had their hairs twisted and snapped one by one, and within seconds, a large group fell down, their limbs all broken, including the undead knights with their resilient bodies.
Su Changxing understood why this demon was so arrogant; within the White Ice Illusion Mist, they were even stronger than outside.
This also gave these two demons the courage to face off.
He extended his left hand, with black chains stretching out, flying into the White Ice Illusion Mist, and a demon shaped like a large patch of white mud, surprisingly, was forcibly dragged out by him and thrown among the undead.
