Ancestor of Demons

Naturally, Emperor Shitian, who was about to return to Qinyin Valley, was plundered from the city wall. Even Wulin experts in the Jianghu could not stop the city wall. Moreover, a demon family like him easily left the imperial capital and walked back on the road when he looked at the direction.

However, only a few steps forward, Emperor Shitian's steps stopped, his eyebrows tightly locked, his eyes narrowed, burst out continuously cold light, and scanned around.

The shadow saw that he had long been hiding behind a big tree. His breath converged without revealing a penny. He didn't even look at emperor Shitian. It looked like a lifeless stone. It was invisible. Even emperor Shitian's demon knowledge swept over him. He didn't notice anything wrong. It should be a stone.

"How can this happen? There are clearly no other dangers nearby. Why do I suddenly feel uneasy?"

Emperor Shitian stopped at the same place, his eyes shining. Just now, when he was going to continue to move forward, he didn't know why. Suddenly, there was a strong uneasiness, uneasy mood, and his mood became quite irritable for no reason. He was not a whim