In order to save Han Feng, his golden body was almost blown up.
Not even a word of thanks?
I must feel unbalanced.
Han Feng turned to look at Jiao Ji, pretending to know nothing, "What's your name, sir?"
Jiao Ji puffed out his chest and said arrogantly, "It's the Holy Spirit God Jiao Ji!"
"Brother Jiao, hello."
Han Feng smiled.
"Is that all?"
Jiao Ji opened the corner of his mouth.
Just send him away with a simple "hello"?
Isn't this too much of a disregard for him?
"Okay, we've finished dealing with things here, let's get out of here."
Sophie reminded.
Jiao Ji nodded and prepared to start the transmission.
"Can you escape?"
But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the void.
Han Feng and the others were startled and looked up into the air together.
What I saw was the void shaking violently.
Soon, a black shadow slowly appeared. It was a handsome man wearing black armor.
“Wu Feiyu!”
When Sophie saw the other person's face clearly, her expression suddenly changed.
Jiao Ji and Qiu Mengxue also looked terrified, as if they were extremely afraid of Wu Feiyu.
"Who is this guy?"
Han Feng whispered.
Jiao Ji's mouth trembled: "Demon Realm God!"
Han Feng's eyelids twitched suddenly.
I have heard of the name of the gods in the Demon Realm for a long time.
It is rumored that the power of the gods in the Demon Realm is extremely powerful and cannot be compared with the gods in other worlds.
Xu Xian, the former supreme god of the human race, died at the hands of the gods from the Demon Realm.
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