"Who is it?"
The patriarch of the Heaven Concealing Divine Race and Old Eight's expressions suddenly changed.
They couldn't believe that someone could appear here silently without them knowing. If there was really such a person, how strong was he?
At the moment Han Fei spoke, Old Eight was punched through and his body was almost completely crushed.
Han Fei had been waiting for this moment. He needed someone to take him to the core of the Heaven Concealing Divine Race. As Old Eight said, Han Fei had long discovered him, so he didn't pretend to take the bait or harvest the fish this time. He just followed him all the way to the core of the Heaven Concealing Divine Race.
