802 Rank Nine of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races

Chapter 802 - Rank Nine of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races

"Stop! You can't take the Evil God Crystal away or else it will bring disaster to the underground city, and even the entire Divine Illusion Dimension," an old voice sounded from the entrance that led to the snakemen territory.

Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng looked over. They succeeded in taking the Evil God Crystal, and it was now in Nan Gongsheng's spatial domain.

As soon as those words sounded, an old snakeman appeared. The snakeman had white hair and wrinkled skin. He had a hunched back, and it required a lot of effort for him to walk.

Everyone revealed a weird expression when their gaze landed on the snakeman elder.

"Hehe, old snakeman King that's about to enter the grave, do you really think you can decide where the Evil God Crystal goes?" Zhao Feng laughed lightly.