Chapter: 5823
When Dai Wentian and the others saw the imprint of the dagger on the forehead of the head stone demon, their expressions changed instantly.
Dai Wentian exclaimed: "Son of Stone Demon, Milo!"
"What, he is the son of the stone demon, Milo, who killed half the sky by himself ten years ago?"
"Isn't it? He's here? No, is he still a young man?"
Rumble!
There were many people present who knew the situation, and their faces were full of horror.
Ten years ago, a member of the Stone Demon Clan came out, from the local Demon Clan, to the Demon Temple, to the Human Clan, no fewer than a hundred of his peers died in his hands.
Because of the status of the Holy Son of the Stone Demon Clan, even the Demon Temple remained silent.
No one dared to touch him.
Just because of the name of the stone demon clan.
That is the king of kings among demons!
Milo, the holy son of the stone demon clan, crushed many people to the point of suffocation.
In the end, many of the sect's Tianjiao disciples were even sent to other places for training, in fact, they were hidden and protected.
Although many people are unwilling, there are also those who want to try Milo's strength.
But the upper echelon disagreed.
Seeing Milo coming in person at this moment, many people lost their voices.
Swish Swish Swish!
Quite a few of the human race's arrogances in the arena left in a flash, and they were really frightened.
dare not participate.
Milo, the holy son of the stone demon clan, has not come close yet!
The ominous power spread.
The shadow of a famous tree.
"People of Seven Islands, get out!"
A sea wave pushed straight towards the seven islands near the magic sea eye, and no one dared to stop it.
When he got close, the indifferent voice came from afar.
"The seven islands are not counted as islands for watching battles, Milo, don't be too domineering!"
There are still some strong elders in the Seven Islands, and they spoke at this time:
"The Stone Demons have never participated in it. This time, it is an exception. It is better not to break the rules."
Face these voices.
Milo, the leader, squinted his eyes and drank coldly: