Xue Long coldly looked at Ye Tian, seeing that the latter's expression was calm and indifferent, without a trace of fear.
No matter how strong he is, he must be killed!
"Boom..."
In front, the blood-colored demon ball slowly condensed to the size of a head, and even continued to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Almost there.
Xue Long glanced downward, his eyes cold, confirming that Ye Tian was still in that position.
He then pressed down with his right hand.
The demon ball, containing supreme blood demon power, was already as large as a hill, rapidly descending.
If this demon ball fell to the ground.
There was no doubt everything within several kilometers would be instantly annihilated.
But Xue Long didn't care at all.
The lives of these low-level plane ants have nothing to do with him; as long as he can kill Ye Tian, that's all that matters.
"Ah..."
The crowd watching finally realized the danger.
