The Blood God Clone appeared near the Sloth Nightmare Demon Body, treating the Sloth Demon Mist as if it were nothing.
"???"
The Demon Venerable Level beings of the Sloth Mist Race.
They were fighting Venerable Yinlei and the other Immortal Level beings when, in the blink of an eye, they discovered a familiar figure before them.
Seeing that the Blood God Clone could actually pass through their Sloth Demon Mist without seeming to be affected in the slightest, the Sloth Mist Race Demon Venerables' expressions changed slightly, and they were deeply astonished.
"The Blood Clan Blood Child actually came over to our side?"
"He really knows how to run. It looks like he wasn't hurt much? Even Demon Venerable Level beings might not be able to evade that kind of energy explosion."
"He isn't even afraid of our race's Sloth Demon Mist?"
Several Demon Venerable Level beings of the Sloth Mist Race could not help but discuss it through voice transmission.
If the Blood God Clone had merely come here to take refuge, they would not have felt much about it. But he did not look like he had come to take refuge at all. Instead, he acted as if he had returned home.
Who wouldn't mutter about that?
Pfft!
At that moment, the Blood God Clone spat out a mouthful of blood. Clutching his chest, he looked toward True God Zhulong in the distance and said, "True God Level beings are truly too powerful. I never expected even my Blood Race's Blood Nightmare Demon Body to fail to block his attack."
"Compared to this True God Zhulong, that True God Yaofeng is simply trash."
After saying that, he did not forget to belittle True God Yaofeng.
An Intermediate Demon Emperor Level being actually dared to evaluate two