Behind him were tens of thousands of fiendish cultivators and magical beasts. The figures of giant magical beasts followed behind him. Their cold killing intent was not inferior to the devil gods and gods of ancient times at all. It was as if at this moment, he was the ruler of the world. He was not the creator of the universe, but he was even stronger.
"Yan Ye, you dark demonic cultivator, do you have to start wars after wars and turn the human world into hell?"
