"Boom!"
A loud explosion caused the life-and-death battle to pause again, and everyone's eyes immediately turned towards the source.
The Candle Lord had already turned into a mist of blood.
The young master of the Demon Clan had fallen.
Long Shi Hun ignored Zhu Huang's threat and killed the Candle Lord with one palm.
The experts of the Demon Clan, including the Shadow Demon Ancestor and other powerful figures from the seated major forces, were all stunned and terrified.
"Well killed!"
"What a miserable death!"
"That's what you call overestimating yourself."
The experts of the Dragon God Holy Temple were all excited at this moment.
"This feeling is..." Long Xiaofeng and the others looked a bit unsettled.
Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "What happened just now? I felt something suddenly, but couldn't grasp it."
The feeling was extremely strange.
But even Feng Wuchen couldn't explain it.
