Bei Xiao Wang Jian hurriedly supported him and said angrily: "Old man, don't be strong if you don't work. I feel that you will kill yourself."

Zhou Xuanji's face also twitched slightly, and he also felt something was wrong.

Could it be that the old man is getting weaker and weaker, right?

Will vomiting blood so frequently reduce your life?

"Evil Demon...The World-class Evil Demon..."

The old man from Thief Cliff opened his blood-stained eyes and shouted tremblingly.

He fell into fear, ignored everyone, hugged his arms with his hands, and kept repeating the word "Evil Demon".

Everyone was terrified to see.

This is the first time that the old man Tuoqi has lost his composure.

Could that white-haired figure is really a world-class demon?

After all, even the ancient evil king died at his hands.

Everyone began to appease the old man from Thieves.

a long time.

The old man Tuoya calmed down, but he was still in shock.
Chapter completed!