C93

"Damn it!"

Ye Zhen listened to the loud sound coming from behind him.

Even though he was running at a very fast speed, he was still covered in cold sweat.

This kind of Demonic Beast was not something Ye Zhen could defend against, but now, it seemed like it was even a dream to run away from.

At the moment, Ye Zhen's Middle Grade Spiritual Tool body was completely useless