Bitter

What a strong smell!

Yuan Fang's pupils were constricted, his face was stirring up, and his heart was extremely awe-inspiring.

At the moment, the demon youth absorbed the only power left in the star ring, and the physical body broke through again, which also brought great pressure to Yuan Fang.

However, after the star ring dimmed, the color turned black and was tightly held by the demon youth, just like a rusty black iron ring.

The demon youth is like a golden-winged roc. Its speed is surprisingly fast. The void rumbles and vibrates during the flight. The air is rubbed and makes loud noises.

If it weren't for Yuan Fang's platinum Swiftness, I'm afraid he wouldn't have had time to respond to the horror speed of the demon youth.

Even if the mental aura was suppressed, Yuan Fang was fearless and his blood was boiling in his body. Apart from a desperate attempt, he had no distractions in his mind.

Boom!