Pursuit of Death (11)

The figure of the ancient God Demon covered the sky, and its purple flaming figure radiated an ancient and majestic aura.

Zhao Feng felt his eye-bloodline power burning, and there was a searing pain. He finally understood why the Emperor of Death only used the Shadow of the Death God now.

Shua!

The Cold Moon Emperor’s soul returned to her body, and cold sweat covered her body. Even though she had the protection of the Pirate Sacred Land, that didn’t mean she was truly undefeatable. When the Emperor of Death used the Shadow of the Death God without regard for the price, even those at the Mystic Light Realm would need to be wary.

Wu~~~

The outline of the God Demon figure became blurry, and one could tell it was the phantom of an ancient God Demon from its aura. At this moment in time, the Mystic Ice Dragon figure that came from Zhao Feng’s Mystic Ice Scaled Race bloodline trembled and started to move around the figure of the God Demon.