Every time a little demon dies, it lies on the ground and slowly turns into a wisp of black hostility.
The little demons that haven't died yet are like hyenas, like wild beasts, each one with a ferocious face, emanating endless bloody killing intent.
This feeling was familiar to Qin Feng.
After thinking carefully for a moment, he suddenly understood.
He remembered how he once entered the Dark Gate after obtaining the Golden Spear in the East Sea.
The demons inside were similar to these little demons, all formed from dark energy, giving off the same impression. However, the number of little demons here was much larger, and the scale more shocking.
"Arrange a team to follow the direction these little demons are coming from, find the real 'demon' behind them, and once you deal with it, these will disappear too."
Qin Feng said.
"The real demon?" Qi Ling was puzzled.
