C1394 The will of a True Immortal Descended

The Old Master of the Celestial Demon Palace glanced over. Dao Fei Tian, who was secretly devouring the "blood food," cut open the void with his palm. He held onto Dao Fei Tian with one hand as if he was pinching a little chick. He said, "The energy in your body seems to be quite good."

His voice was indifferent, carrying a domineering tone that could not be resisted.

This was a true immortal