C510 Demon Fist(2)

"Why didn't you tell me to go to hell?" Zhu Qing glared at Old Devil.

Putting aside the number of experts, just by looking at the few old men whose bodies were boiling with fire clouds, one could tell that they were not to be trifled with. At least, they were all powerful existences that had surpassed the Wind Tribulation. He was afraid that these existences could kill him with a single slap