The cold voice echoed in the void very abruptly, making everyone's scalp numb. Even Wang Teng, who was above the head of the Divine Machine Chidian Thunder Eagle, couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, feeling extremely uncomfortable, as if his body was wrapped in a cold breath. On the top of the dead bone dragon's head, the Bone Spirit Tribe Dark Demon Lord, the soul fire in his eye sockets trembled violently, and looked towards a certain black mist in the distance.