Ji Xianshen looked at the crimson eye in the thundercloud, his heart beating faster.
A voice in his head was telling him to run!
Fang Liang was also frightened and broke out in cold sweat.
The Demon Kings were relieved. It was a senior of the demons.
"Senior, these two slaughtered our demons. You have to support us!"
"Countless demons died in their hands!"
"Senior, kill them quickly!"
"Exactly!"
Several Demon Kings shouted in unison.
The crimson eye suddenly glanced at them. Immediately after, a violent gust of wind stirred, and several Demon Kings were swept up into the sky. They struggled, but it was useless. They were quickly sucked into the crimson eye.
Fang Liang and Ji Xianshen were stunned.
What was going on?
The crimson eye closed.
Fang Liang immediately turned around and fled. Ji Xianshen followed closely behind.