When the base building demon cultivator flew away in a trance, Yuan Qingtian had already revealed a solemn color, and he began to take out the treasure of his life to look at it carefully, looking like death at home.
After all, the person who is going to be against this time is a strong soul, and it is probably not an ordinary soul, and must be prepared to die in battle.
After thinking about it, he took out a communication token and prepared to leave some last words to someone, but his culture is limited. After thinking for a long time, he only said, “I want to fight the Demon King. !”
As soon as his voice fell, Finn took him to fly, and it didn’t take long before he flew out for thousands of miles.
“No…Brother, aren’t we waiting for the White Bear Demon Emperor?”
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