"Swish!"

The silver light was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye it flew tens of thousands of miles away and landed on the top of the Gods and Demons Tower.

After the silver light converged, a handsome and powerful young man with black eyes, hugged his arms and stood on the top of the tower with a smile.

He looked down at the Fallen Blood Demon Lord and the elders and guardians of the Gods and Demon Palace, and smiled in a playful tone.

"Oh? Someone actually wants to kill me thousands of times? Didn't take medicine, or was my brain stuck in the door?"

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly spread throughout the Gods and Demons' Hall, allowing tens of thousands of demons to hear it clearly.

Everyone's eyes gathered on him in unison.

At that moment, the air seemed to solidify.

Everyone's eyes widened, showing strong anger and murderous intent, and their eyes turned red.

There is no doubt that the person who came was He Wuhen!

No one expected that at this critical moment, he would dare to come to the Temple of Gods and Demons alone. Isn’t this going to die?

The Fallen Demon Lord stared at him with a resentful look and said with a grin: "He Wuhen! You bastard, you are such a coincidence!"

"I just achieved great success in my magical power. I ended my retreat and had to torture you thousands of times before I could vent my anger. But you don't know how to live or die. I came to my door. I really deserve to thank you!"

The murderous aura soared into the sky in the words made everyone smell a strong smell of blood.

Tens of thousands of disciples from the Gods and Demons' Hall looked at He Wuhen as if they were looking at a dead person.

However, He Wuhen did not change his face and was not worried at all. He smiled and shook his head and said, "Dragon Lord Fallen, don't thank me. I didn't come to the Gods and Demons Palace to find you."
Chapter completed!