C1555 They Left the Fiendgod City

Just at this time, another figure suddenly scuttled out from the crowd. This person had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a standard sized burly man had a silver spear in his hand, Long Yan could instantly determine that his strength was definitely at the seventh level of the Heaven Martial Spirit.

"Brat, you must have used some method just now to get these two guys into your trap. If you're capable