Long hair hanging down, Lin Fan's eyes became devilishly radiant.
His blood-red eyes no longer showed any sclera.
Threads of fiery red Demon Qi faintly visible all over his body.
A power like never before filled his body.
"Come at me again!"
Lin Fan's voice also turned into a low growl.
His legs kicked fiercely, transforming into a lingering afterimage, vanishing without a trace.
The next second, a massive mantis arm smashed exactly where he had just been standing.
At that moment, Lin Fan had already reached the position of the huge tiger head.
His right foot swept across, carrying the force of thunder.
He kicked hard against the tiger's head.
"Ow!"
The monster was knocked down, raising a cloud of dust into the air.
Lin Fan, borrowing the rebounding force, charged toward the container again.
His speed was like a meteor.
"Stop him!"
Beitiao Qian Naizi hurriedly gathered her eight puppets together again.
Morphing into a giant figure.
