Seeing that the terrifying entity was about to strike again, Xueyuan turned pale and screamed madly, "The one in charge of the Demon Evil Clan is not me, it's Wu Ming!"
As she spoke.
She fled frantically, fearing that if she was even a moment late, she would surely die here.
"Wu Ming?"
The terrifying existence, suspected to be from the Black Demon Divine Clan, showed a hint of confusion in its eyes, but it did not strike again at Xueyuan.
Just a small Demon God, in its eyes, was no different from an ant.
Inside the Witch God Hall.
Wu Ming heard that screaming voice, and his face turned black immediately.
In that instant.
He almost wanted to burst out cursing and even rush out to argue with Xueyuan.
What did it mean that he was the one in charge of the Demon Evil Clan?
Ever since the Divine King fell, the Demon Evil Clan had long ceased to have an Emperor, with only a few Demon Gods jointly managing the clan.
In the past.
