"Retreat!"
As Mo Wangchen's voice echoed, in an instant, everyone in the Mo Pavilion, without hesitation, rapidly retreated.
A generation of Demon God King, what kind of extraordinary Creation is he?
Even if it's just a manifestation of a residual spirit, he is an invincible existence in this world.
Who could have imagined that the Demon God King would have such a trump card, using it at the last moment?
"Today, none of you will escape!"
Above the sky, the Demon God King was entwined in an endless blood mist. His eyes were crimson, and his hair drifted in the wind; at this moment, he was already in a state of madness, no longer himself.
"A generation of Demon God King!" The Sky Demon King's expression changed drastically, noticing that the current Demon God King had already been possessed by the residual consciousness of the first generation Demon God King.
"Buzz!"
