C1838 The Final Checkpoint

The blood-red water blocked the retreat path. The Limit Team did not panic because of this small matter.

"Red flow?"

Yang Ze could not help but ask as he looked at the red physical body.

The Night Devil said, "In the Eternal Day, this is a simple title."

The sound of the huge leather wings beating filled his ears. Thousands of eyes circled in front of him in the darkness