The nine-headed bird race’s god King Chi Feng’s face was gloomy. He had a flame in his chest. He had used his strongest technique to seal this place, but he still failed.
Cao De had advanced and broken through right in front of him!
How could he not be alarmed? His face quickly turned scarlet as if it was covered in a layer of blood. His hair fluttered even though there was no wind.
His killing intent was revealed. He had previously said that with him here, Cao de should not think too much. He was not fated to be a creature of fate and was kicked out.
But now, Cao De’s fierce breakthrough was equivalent to a slap to him. It made his cold warning become empty talk!
Chi Feng felt his face burn. He felt a little feverish and uncomfortable.
In particular, god King Mi Hong was laughing loudly. Two golden lightning bolts shot out from his pupils. He was clearly looking at him as a joke, mercilessly mocking him.