The Lord Ling Tian's expression was indifferent, but his eyes swept away and fell into the clouds somewhere in the sky.

"Haha, but I can't hide it from Dao Brother."

With an old laugh.

An old man with a magnificent figure as strong as a mountain had already landed on the top of the city, his beard and hair were white, and his eyes were like fire.

The breath is extremely powerful and majestic.

"The owner of the Pavilion has sold two stores, and he has made a lot of money."

The old man shook his head slightly, but his smile suddenly restrained and said lightly: "I hope that Butian Pavilion is worth this price and can save the sect leader of this sect!"

“That’s natural.”

The Lord of Butian Pavilion had a faint look: "I will not disappoint you if you are so generous. I will not hide it from you. For this person, I will invite two great masters from Zhongzhou and Longzhou, and I will definitely be able to kill..."

Boom!

Before the Lord of Butian Pavilion finished speaking, the three of them looked at each other and raised their eyebrows and looked into the distance.

I saw thousands of miles of clouds shattering, and the vast starlight rolling in like a river of heaven.

A figure came through the sky, blood sprinkled thousands of miles away, and a short, urgent call for help was already heard:
Chapter completed!