Double Strike

Demon youth, three heads and six eyes, tall, full of breath, emitting light blue star rings, suspended in the back of the head, just like the gods and demons.

He walked slowly in the air step by step. Within 100 meters, he suddenly stopped moving. The front pair of eyes were staring straight at the aborigines. His blue eyes flashed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yuan Fang sipped his lips and his face was tight. He did not continue to joke with Shen Bing. His eyes were fixed on the demon youth in front of him.

The wind and snow roared and the sky became darker and darker.

Six people, now look serious, nervous.

In front of this demon youth, compared with the last state, breath is several times stronger, an invisible pressure fell from the sky, pressure on everyone's shoulder, heart, there is a feeling of breathlessness.

The stone ball was still, and the tall stone key stood still in the snow as if it were quietly watching the battle between different civilizations.