The giant serpent was also clearly somewhat afraid of the gray wolf, as they both belonged to the Central District. Although they had never fought each other, they were aware of each other's strength.
"Hmph, let's rely on our abilities!"
As the giant serpent's voice faded, the gray wolf and it attacked simultaneously.
Ming Shaoqiu had been closely watching these two Great Demons, and when they made their move, he gripped his magic artifact tightly, intending to fight desperately.
But he had obviously overestimated his own strength and underestimated the Great Demons who managed to survive in such a perilous place as the Central District of Death Mountain.
The gray wolf let out a long howl, and Ming Shaoqiu felt as if his brain was being shattered, with blood flowing from his ears, eyes, and nose due to the sound.
Before he could fully react, the giant serpent's tail swept over and landed heavily on him.
