Lan Feng felt a little uncomfortable and said: "Junior, Hun Tian Demon King Lan Feng. This time you are here..."

"Tian Noise!"

Before he could finish his words, the golden horn stood up with a slanted mouth and flashed behind Lan Feng. He held his tiger claws and tried to cut off Lan Feng's throat.

But just when this killer move was an inch away from Lan Feng's throat, it suddenly stopped.

It wasn't that Lan Feng used any physical skills to subdue him, it was just that a ray of red light suddenly floated out of the dream bead.

It is the aura of Huntian Demon Flag...

Lan Feng did not look back, but continued to speak what he had not finished just now.

"I came here this time to rescue the two old men of gold and silver..."

After hearing this, the Golden Horn King gave a wry smile and released his offensive.

He turned around and walked to Lan Feng, tied up his disheveled beard and hair and said: "The country changes hands, the gods are in peace. What's the difference between saving and not saving?"
Chapter completed!