Chapter 579 The two figures of the war devil's pride group

shoot madly from the Eight Waste Cities, like a sword, but without a trace of sword, they converge their breath.

And the other figure disappeared directly, stepped on the space, as light as the oriole.

across the mountains.

There is a camp in front of us, and the atmosphere is quiet.

The two figures looked at each other and nodded.

Ye Qingyun's figure flickered and a dagger appeared directly in his hand, stabbing him in the neck of a devil.

click!

A crisp voice came.

The dagger landed directly on the devil's neck, and the cold flashed.

Ye Qingyun...