Chapter 407 Are you dead or am I?

"Tang Huan!"

The white-dressed man was the young monarch of the devil clan who burned up. When he saw the figure opposite, he suddenly stopped and froze over his handsome face. His smile froze instantly. A haze hung over his eyebrows and his eyes became fierce, squeezing out the two characters almost from the cracks of his teeth.

Behind the burning, four other eighth-ranking magicians stopped as conditioned reflexes, with an uncertain look in their eyes.

The figure across the front of the arch is actually the Tang Huan they just mentioned.

Don't look at their disdain when they talk about Tang...