What kind of speed is this?
Ah? What kind of speed is this?
Five Wheel Heavenly Lord glanced at Feng Wuya and the others who had caught up, his face showing complete bewilderment.
Yang Zhen was fast, he had always been fast, and everyone knew that, but now, even two little girls at the Divine Transformation Stage were faster than them?
That could still be somewhat acceptable, after all, wouldn't Yang Zhen teach a few speed-oriented life-saving techniques to those around him?
But to be outpaced by a chicken, now that was something that the Celestial Phase powerhouses found hard to face.
Five Wheel Heavenly Lord let out a cold snort, terrifying multicolored light burst forth from his body, and he shot into the sky with a boom.
Feng Wuya and the rest hurriedly followed, their faces showing strange expressions.
When Yang Zhen arrived at Yaochi Holy Land, the entire place was enveloped by an immense light screen, and the hills all around were teeming with demon puppets.
