C468 Strange Strength Chaos God

"Look, he seems to be moving."

Zhang Jing suddenly saw that the red figure seemed to have moved and quickly exclaimed.

"Don't make a sound!"

Mao Yizhu seemed very nervous. His forehead was full of beads of sweat the size of beans.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the red figure not far away.

Ye Wuji stared at that person... or rather, that thing for a while, before he also slightly frowned