"How hateful! Simply hateful!"
The Demon God Temple had lost almost all its personnel. The elder-level figures now numbered only a dozen or so. The rest were merely miscellaneous staff with very low cultivation levels. These elders were the true foundation of the Demon God Temple!
"Chen Bufan, no matter what, you must die today!" the Hall Master of the Demon God Temple roared. Because he was screaming himself hoarse, his face twisted into a terrifying sight.
Chapter 292