775 Ye Tianxin’s Tribulation

When the avatar appeared, Nie Chi and the green-clad cultivators widened their eyes in shock.

"This is…"

The avatar had nine heads. The heads looked fierce like red dragons and serpents that were brandishing their claws and baring their fangs.

"Nine Infants?" Nie Chi flipped backward. A hint of fear could be seen in his eyes.

That was an avatar with nine serpent heads. Five of the heads bared their fangs and lunged at the cultivators.

The miniature avatars in the dojo were like red delicious meals that entered the Nine Infants' mouth.

"Ahh!"

The cultivators' miserable cry rang in the air.

Inside the Absolute Heaven Formation, the strength of the 30 cultivators from the Twelve Sects of Cloud Mountain was reduced to that of a child. Every one of them became prey. How difficult could it be for the Nine Infants to devour 30 buns? It was as difficult as lifting one's arm.

Nie Chi was still in shock.