C3284 Suppression

Chen Shaofeng's tone was as calm as ever. There was no fear on his face. Instead, it was filled with combat intent. He knew that he still had many trump cards that he had yet to use. He would definitely be able to kill the Demon Lord on the spot.

What he needed to do the most now was to recover his devil essence as soon as possible.

His body kept casting the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art