Gulong Martial Gathering

Chapter 1217 - Gulong Martial Gathering

 "Junior, you are very bold…" The Nether Ghost Race elder's eyes shone with a sinister light, and he paused between each of his words.

 This icy killing intent was so distinct that it made everyone nearby shiver.

 "Let's go!" With an angry snort, the Nether Ghost Race elder led his juniors away.

 If it wasn't for the fact that people from the Sky Haze Race were present and that Quasi-God Jian Feng knew Zhao Feng, he would have already killed Zhao Feng.

 Once the people of the Nether Ghost Race were gone, everyone else instantly breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure and killing intent of a Rank Four True God were not easy to endure.

 "How dangerous! I didn't think he also knew someone from the Sky Haze Race!" Han Ning'er gave a light gasp of surprise.