Everyone nodded slightly, then followed behind the Fourth Prince, flying towards a certain place.
At the same time, the many immortals surrounding the wormhole also rushed in from all directions, converging very tacitly towards one place.
Five minutes later, more than 100 immortals around the wormhole all gathered together, and Ying Yue also saw the famous Saiyans and Azazel demons. Just as he was about to observe carefully, two cold snorts rang out.
"Filthy monkey!"
"Trash frozen demon!"
Ying Yue immediately felt the temperature around him drop abruptly, as icy airs surged skyward, while opposite him, equally intense violent airs rose!
No need to look to know what's going on; it must be these two enemy races, Saiyans and Frozen Demons, going head-to-head as usual upon meeting.
Their eyes were unfriendly, their faces showed hostility, their airs pressed against each other, secretly trying each other out!
"These two races really have deep hatred!"
