Zhou Feng attacked wantonly, the blood mist constantly spreading.
At that moment, these cultivators suffered a complete dimensional reduction blow.
His unrivaled strength and recovery ability made the people of the Daemon League truly feel what it meant to be powerless.
How could there be such a monster?
Xuan Ming's fall scared many people away.
He was a famous genius in the Daemon League. His strength was naturally unquestionable, yet he died in less than a minute!
"Impudent! Who dares to behave atrociously here!?
"Great Formation! Rise!
"Everyone, listen up! Surround and kill this person immediately!"
Finally, the Daemon League reacted, and a rough voice stabilized the hearts of the disciples.
Then, a mysterious force began to suppress Zhou Feng's body.
The radiance of the formation slowly recovered as the terrifying formation was activated to its full potential.
