Old Monster Qiong chuckled: "You really don't think you can beat me, do you?"

"The disciples sent out by our sect are all elites..."

Li Feiyu did not answer.

Seeing this, Old Monster Qiong laughed and said nothing.

I think this is good!

He originally wanted to continue talking about Nangong Wan, but Li Feiyu was shocked and realized that there was no chance of winning the bet between them!

Now……

Simply take this opportunity to teach Li Feiyu a lesson before letting him go down the mountain.

Don’t really think that after this experience, you can be proud and satisfied!

At the same time, the treasure car stopped.

The seven major sects of alchemy monks guarding outside the bloody forbidden area sensed it one after another.

Seeing that it was Old Monster Qiong, they all raised their hands and said hello.

Although they are both pill-forming monks, Qiong Laoguai, who is in the late stage of pill-forming, is too powerful and hefty.

"A disciple has come out!"

Just then, someone shouted.

A middle-aged Taoist priest walked out with a calm expression.

The Taoist uniform on his body was dusty, and there were several large holes and blood stains. It seemed that he had come out after a hard battle.

Everyone in the Qingxu Sect saw this, and their brows were filled with joy.

Because this is his disciple of Qingxu Sect.

Li Huayuan's face was calm and expressionless.

But Old Monster Qiong rolled his eyes and snorted dissatisfied!
Chapter completed!