He turned his head to look back.
Just in time to see the members of Lin Xuan's team, all of them casually watching him, some with arms crossed and smiling, as if watching a play, just like he used to do before.
Who would have thought, the boomerang would hit him so quickly, making Cui Rong both shocked and furious.
"What are you all looking at? Come and help me!"
After shouting a few times, seeing that no one was moving, Cui Rong immediately stopped speaking, at least it could save some primordial qi.
'Damn it, you're leaving me to die, when I get out, I'll definitely report this to Lord Trench Patrol Guest...'
Cui Rong quickly stopped overthinking, simply because more and more demons were swarming towards him.
His spiritual essence was depleting rapidly, his aura was continuously declining, and in the blink of an eye it reached a dangerous critical point.
"Ah!!"
A high-tier black-armored demon, dressed in armor, steel helmet on head, riding a war horse, charged out.
