Demon Clan!!

The Western Wasteland was a vast desert. It was a barren land that stretched for thousands of

miles.

The sun was high up in the sky and the temperature reached forty to fifty degrees Celsius. Even if

an egg was placed in the desert, it would be cooked quickly. It was incomparably hot. This was not

a place for humans to live.

At this moment, a figure was running at high speed in the desert like a super sports car. Behind

him, thousands of layers of sand and dust swirled up, filling the sky with yellow sand.

And this person was Xia Ping from the Western Wasteland City.

He was leaping in the desert with one foot lightly touching the ground. Two transparent wings

sprouted from his back, manipulating the airflow. With a rumbling sound, he was like a Kun Peng,

gliding quickly in the air.

Every time he glided, he could fly one or two kilometers. It was extremely fast.

"This is great."