C1891 The Demon Pond

The silver wings wrapped around his body, and the Shadow Martial Soul also appeared. Lin Feng's entire body seemed to have turned into nothingness. At this moment, his speed had reached an extreme, and he wanted to shake off the three experts of Ancient Devil Clan.

"Jun Mo, why are you chasing after this person?" An expert from the Ancient Devil Clan asked. The three of them walked side by side