Xiao Hong stared at the battlefield for a while and said, " how tragic. I wonder who the final Victor is.
Yunxiao, on the other hand, was silent. He sighed and said, " "Yi's talent is not bad, but he has only been controlling the divine fiend for a short time. Controlling 12 at the same time was a huge test for her. And in such a complicated situation, I'm afraid that the twelve divine fiends will be destroyed."
He was full of worry.
The demon race killing each other, although tragic, was not enough to move him. On the other hand, the 12 perfect profound level weapons that Mu Chen had left behind made him feel bad.
"I think the church will eventually call for our help," Xiao Hong sneered.
Yunxiao looked away from the battlefield, and his eyes suddenly turned a little cloudy, as if he was looking at somewhere in the endless void. "That might not be true. However, the key to victory and defeat may not be on the battlefield."
