บท 541: The Power Of Peak Soul Transformation

“Incomer, stop!” A roar came from within the army camp. This voice contained powerful killing intent!

At the same time, a ray of black light came from the wall around the camp, creating a black, mist-like protection barrier.

Inside the army camp, ten thousand black-armored demon soldiers stood at the center. Before them was a burly fellow in black armor coldly looking outside the army camp.

Sima Yan stood respectfully beside this burly man. From his expression, it could be seen that he was filled with respect toward the burly man.

Aside from Sima Yan, there were three more people in black armor. From their clothes, it was clear that they were also commanders, and their expressions were equally as respectful.