Yang Tian escorted Princess Bodoye, heading towards the hall.
The Eleventh Demon Prince was so enraged that he spat blood.
He sat on the ground, staring fiercely at the figures of Yang Tian and Princess Bodoye, his eyes full of anger, desperately trying to get up.
"Kneel before me!"
Lang Li commanded forcefully.
A powerful Celestial Wolf Blood Breath pressed down on the Eleventh Demon Prince.
Slap!
The Eleventh Demon Prince fell to his knees, stubbornly stating, "Yang Tian, I won't let you go!"
Whoosh!
A flame burst out from within the Demon Prince.
The Demon Prince's figure flashed and mysteriously vanished without a trace.
"Are you going to fetch reinforcements? Let me tell you, my master is a king of the Outer World, not someone you can contend with!"
Lang Li said coldly.
But suddenly, a majestic voice echoed, "Oh, really?"
"Who's there!"
Lang Li frowned, scanning around, but couldn't sense any fluctuation of aura.
His face turned grim.
