Thunderstorm Star Monarch

Bang!

The Abyssal Demon took heavy steps, and he crossed more than 100 meters with every step. His mountain-like body quickly reached Yang Ling's group. He was murderous-looking. His bloodthirsty eyes were bloodshot, and flames flickered atop his body. Even though there were still several hundred feet between him and the crowd, they could still feel an intense heatwave.

"Hydra, stay here. As for the other, withdraw. Hurry up!" When Yang Ling discerned that the Corpse Wizard King, beauty Sala, and others weren't willing to leave, he passed down an order in a deep voice.