In the void, a fluctuation rippled, and the figure of an expert appeared. His face was cold. It was the bloody man.
At this moment, he saw the miserable scene.
These were all the demonic puppets that he had painstakingly refined. He had never thought that they would suffer such heavy casualties.
Obviously, the corpses of Qin Chen and the others were not here. Not one of his demonic puppets had managed to kill a party of their opponents!
The bloody man was furious.
With a single thought, many demonic puppets knelt and screamed in pain.
"A bunch of trash! If you can't even stop them, what's the point of keeping you around?"
The demonic puppets were terrified and kept begging for mercy.
In the end, the bloody man had no choice but to stop. Right now, the demonic domain's experts were still too few. No matter how weak these pieces of trash were, he could only keep them for now.