"Haha! Kid, is this all you've got?"
Ancestor Pixiu laughed wildly as he sucked the needles into his stomach and watched as it disappeared like a needle that had fallen into the deep sea. He didn't believe that Ye Qiu's needles would cause him any danger. Under his perfect body, mortal Dharma treasures were unable to injure him at all. Even Ye Qiu's Immortal Slayer Sword had only lightly injured him. It couldn't take his life at all.
As he laughed wildly, Ancestor Pixiu shouted with killing intent, "I want all of you to be buried with my descendant. Die. Suck!"
The anger of an immortal shook the world. The world was instantly sucked in by this violent power and could not extricate itself.
"Damn it! Everyone, form up!" Meng Tianzheng shouted anxiously as he felt the terrifying suction force from Ancestor Pixiu. Facing such a supreme being, they were like ants on the ground. They could only fight tightly to save their lives.