C262 Demons

"Ah, Xiao Lang!"

"It's Xiao Lang! Kill him, kill Xiao Lang!"

He was wearing a warrior's robe and holding a Xuan Artifact in his hand. His Xuan Qi was circulating his Xuan Qi, and his eyes were as cold as a glacier. He charged towards several dozen people like a demon god.

Xiao Lang had recovered his appearance, so it was obvious that everyone present had seen his portrait