C522 The Fall of the Xiao Devil God?

The area of the wall was very wide, and in the distance, it was a few tens of thousands of metres. All the slaves were crouching down around the white mist, and all of them were looking at Xiao Lang and her.

It was now the afternoon, and the afterglow of the setting sun had illuminated the place with incomparable brightness. The terrain was very open, and there was no place to hide