C1211 Sacrificial offering

It was too fast. Before Chen Fei could react, blood gushed out from the dervish's eyes. He seemed to be blinded.

His speed was too fast, just like the time at Zhu Family Village, when the scorpion spirit shot out a cold light.

He was indeed a Diremonster, at least five hundred years or more in cultivation.

"Master!" The other two monks turned pale with fright and immediately flew over