A fierce battle ended, and above the sky, there was no more red flame, only residual blue-black lightning arcs flashing brilliantly.
A group of Demon Race creatures, whether Great Demons or Little Demons, looked shocked at the damaged demon body rising and falling in the magma on the ground.
That was the dying Fire Rat Demon King, heavily wounded.
"The king Ya actually lost..." Ji Yao also found it unbelievable.
This Fire Rat Demon King has dominated this Yan Province for too long, if not for three thousand years, then at least two thousand years!
Unexpectedly, today it fell at the hands of a Human Race.
"Human King..." She had just listened to the last roar of the Fire Rat Demon King and knew the powerful identity of Song Changming.
The name Human King was well-known like a thunderous roar.
"Hmph, having such a backing, no wonder there's fearlessness..."
