Chapter 224: Yanyu Meng's Depression, The Demonic God P

Yes, this aura...it's impossible to be from a shackled saint. Could it be the aura of a perfect saint from ancient times"From all directions, countless voices of shock rang out.Jun Xiaoyao's casting o..."He Lao!"

In the distance, as Yan Rumeng fled, she turned back to look and saw Elder He and the others. They had been struck by a punch from the Fallen Saint's body, transformed into bloody clumps, their flesh shattered, blood splattering everywhere.

Her face was pale, and her heart ached.

The Demon God Palace lost two Saints all at once.

Sages are not cannon fodder or stray dogs. Even in the Immortal Domain, they are top-tier fighters.

The Demon God Palace has suffered heavy losses this time, losing both men and money.

"He Lao and others died, and the task was not completed."was extremely wary of it.But the aura of Emperor Wuzheng just now was too overwhelming.If it were him, he might actually be able to be pulled into a mutual destruction with the Emperor of Infinity.But...