Yang Liu the Refugee

The person who died was in the second step of the laws.

Ou Yangming knew him. This guy had also participated in the hunt for Ancient Demons in the ruins, and he was one of the first 5 people to enter the ruins.

Who knew, such a powerful human was powerless to resist at this moment.

Ou Yangming raised his head and looked. A red light flashed, and a young man in a red robe appeared in front of him.

The young man looked to be about 15 or 16 years old. His face was young, but his bloodthirsty eyes made Ou Yangming know that he was not that simple.

At this time, the red-clothed youth looked curiously at the group of people on the Swift Tortoise. He flew over and held the blood-stained spear in his hand.

"I'm sorry, that old fella won't accept my challenge, so I ended up troubling you."

The red-clothed youth looked at the headless middle-aged man with a slightly regretful gaze.