These are like auctions, like talent shows, each one desperately pushing forward.
It's the only chance to survive, everyone wants to take a gamble.
Monk Quan Heng opened his mouth, then slowly closed it again, simply clasping his hands and murmuring: "Amitabha."
Fang Yu, on the other hand, was blunt and said, "Ding Hui, choose someone!"
As soon as the words fell, Fang Yu suddenly felt something, abruptly turning his head to look into the distance.
The next moment, his expression changed dramatically.
A two or three-meter-tall wolf-like Great Demon, wearing a tattered kasaya and drooling, was striding toward them!
What is that thing...
What! Is! That! Thing!!!
[Lunar Tide Wolf Demon: 81918/100213.]
A hundred thousand... a hundred thousand blood Great Demon?!!!
"Quan Heng!!!"
Fang Yu shouted sharply.
This shout instantly drew everyone's attention.
The next moment, everyone's faces changed, all blood drained from them in fright.
"Demon, demon!!"
