บท 1245: The Big Kings of Plum Mountain

The ferocious beasts widened their eyes and looked at the Devil Dweller in shock.

50 steps was not the end. It was just the beginning.

The Devil Dweller continued to walk forward.

40 steps.

30 steps.

Ou Yangming continued to walk forward.

"This..."

The ferocious beasts felt that their worldview had been crushed.

"What's going on? How could he get so close to the waterfall? How did he do it?"

The Dark Ferocious Beasts on the beach found it hard to believe. The day before yesterday, the Devil Dweller was still wandering 50 steps away. They did not expect him to become so powerful after only 2 days.

While everyone was talking, Ou Yangming had reached the 20-step mark.

The pressure here had become very great.

If it was Ou Yangming's body that was once an Ancient Devil Warrior, he would have been crushed into minced meat in this place. Now, he could still persevere.

How many more steps could he take?