C1136 The Police Are Here

"No!"

"Help!"

"Murder!"

"Where's the police?"

At this moment, these Martial Cultivator experts who normally would flaunt their power and act arrogantly finally felt like ants. They were no longer aloof and haughty, but the lowliest, lowest kind of ants.

At this moment, Ye Yunxiao was the god of death, the spokesperson of the devil