After the handymen dispersed, the black Tiger, who was standing in the same place, was particularly eye-catching and became the focus of everyone's attention.
At this moment, the black Tiger's face turned pale.
Although he really wanted to escape, he was surrounded by black prison sect disciples. There were even elders and the sect master. It was impossible for him to escape with his strength.
Right, the evil demon God!
When he thought of the evil god, the black Tiger felt as if he had grabbed onto a life-saving straw. He roared madly in his mind, hoping that the evil god would be able to help him.
However, no matter how much the black Tiger roared, the evil demon God did not respond.
Looking at the black Tiger who was standing still, Xuan Tianji's face revealed a smile.
He walked down the steps and walked towards the black Tiger step by step. The surrounding disciples and handymen quickly made way for him.
