When fusing the demon spirit, Yang Cong fused all his main bloodlines into one stool.

Now he not only merged with a demon spirit, but as long as he wanted, he could also generate entities of those demon spirits as combat power.

"Boom..."

A loud bang reached Yang Cong's ears.

Hearing this voice, Yang Cong frowned.

"What the hell happened."

Yang Cong got up to check and found smoke coming out of one direction.

Seeing this direction, Yang Cong couldn't help but be stunned: "This is the direction of the city lord's mansion."

Thinking of this, Yang Cong flipped out of the window and ran along the roof towards the city lord's mansion.

He has been practicing for a while, so he has no concerns about external affairs at all.

Could something be happening?

Even the City Lord’s Mansion will have problems, and I’m afraid there will be a big problem.
Chapter completed!