C93 Demon Lord

Qi Mo did not move. There were dozens of crossbows on his back. Those arrows that were soaked in the juice of the Extreme Ice Grass stabbed into the flesh of the man in front of him.

Servant, who was called Yang An, let out a low roar in pain. A cow horn emerged from his head, and he charged straight at Qi Mo.

"Demonified? He was the first one to get hit?"

Seeing the person rushing towards him