"The Demon Race is doing business. Hurry up and get lost…"
Just as Xia Ping 'an was about 200km away from the demons' encirclement, two Rank Seven Supreme God Realm demons flew over from 10,000 meters away. The Demon Venerable's Godly Venerable aura was arrogant. He did not hide the blood-colored Godly Venerable halo behind his head, so the strength of the two could be seen at a glance.
The words just now were one of the Winged Demon God Venerables berating Xia Ping 'an with a murderous aura. The other demon God Venerate was even more ruthless. With a wave of his hand, a divine spirit skill erupted. Thousands of sharp icicles directly blasted towards Xia Ping' an. At the same time, the seawater around Xia Ping 'an began to stagnate like chains, slowing down Xia Ping' an's movements.
If Xia Ping 'an's realm was lower, he would have been severely injured or killed by this attack.
Blame your bad luck!
