"Exterminate them?" Zhang Menglong's words left Ying Zheng's expression caught between crying and laughing. Zhang Menglong might not have encountered people from the Ice Demon Race and was perhaps unaware of their immense power, but Ying Zheng had seen it firsthand. It was a kind of strength that could hardly elicit any desire to resist!
He had once witnessed a battle between two Dao Realm Extreme experts, one human, and one from the Ice Demon Race. The enmity between humans and the Ice Demon Race dates back hundreds of thousands of years, and whenever they meet, it's almost inevitable to fight.
He only remembered that the human Dao Realm Extreme martial artist could only withstand less than five minutes in the hands of the Ice Demon Race expert, and it was a complete oppressive massacre!
At the time, he didn't even dare to breathe, and after the Ice Demon Race expert left, his back was almost soaked, signifying how exaggerated the shock was for him.
