The Lord of Asura, Killing Through Everything! At this moment.
It was as if the entire Central Battlefield had frozen solid.
Countless gazes
looked in the direction where the Underworld army was respectfully welcoming someone.
Just who was the master of that Undead Army, the Lord of Asura of endless slaughter?
"Welcome, my god!"
"Welcome, my god!"
"Welcome, my god!"
With Ren Xing's loud cry, the next instant, the more than ten thousand Demigod warriors of the entire Purple Chen Star Domain all bowed and knelt toward that direction.
That posture
was even more devout than Bai Qi's Undead Army.
Seeing this scene, the Undead Grand Commander Bai Qi felt a little uneasy.
Could it be
that these fellows were also new subordinates the master had taken in?
Just now, he had cut off the head of that strangely shaped fellow with one slash.
He wouldn't be blamed for it, would he?
"Ah, forget it."
Originally, Ye Fan had wanted to keep a low profile.
But after being dragged into a scene like this, he had no choice but to come out.
"Hm?"
Why did that voice sound a little familiar?
Suddenly hearing that faint sigh, a trace of doubt flashed through Yan Jingtian's eyes.
As for Yan Jingyun beside him, his eyes went wide.
Although
his cultivation talent was not as good as his elder brother's, when it came to quick wits, there was no doubt that Yan Jingyun left Yan Jingtian several streets behind.
The moment he heard that voice, the first thing that surfaced in his mind
was the superhuman genius from the Black Dragon Star Domain, the creator of the Trial Tower record—Ye Fan.
"It's Big Brother!"
When it came to familiarity with Ye Fan, no one present could compare to Feng Jiu.
The moment she