"Xiao Chen, I originally only wanted the inheritance of the Three Emperors. Now that you are here, I want more."

The red-haired ancestor looked down at Xiao Chen and said.

"What, are you a spider-former? You only dare to stay online and don't dare to come down to fight me?"

Xiao Chen asked coldly.

"You don't need me to take action in person."

The red-haired ancestor shook his head.

"I……"

"What about me? Do you need to take action yourself?"

Suddenly, a faint voice interrupted the words of the Red-haired Ancestor.

The red-haired ancestor was stunned for a moment and looked at one place. Is it the formation master?

Immediately afterwards, a little bad premonition arose in his heart. Did he think wrong? This old guy is not just a formation master?

"This Thunder Blood Net is good. I'll give you a complete corpse, how about it?"

The old fortune teller asked.

"Who are you!"

Hearing the four words "Thunder Blood Net", the red-haired ancestor's face changed.

Nowadays, there are not many people in this world who know about the "Thunder Blood Net"!

This name alone is enough to mean that the old fortune teller is not an ordinary formation master.

"Who am I? You don't deserve to know... I'll ask you, "Shit or not?"

The old fortune teller's voice became cold.

"Arrogant!"

The red-haired ancestor shouted angrily. Although he was a little afraid of the origin of the old fortune teller, even if he had a history, he shouldn't be so arrogant, right?

The next second, he pointed like a sword, carved runes and fell on the Thunder Blood Network.

There are also words in my mouth.

Rumble.

Thunders appeared out of thin air, making deafening sounds, blasting at the old fortune teller.

The old fortune teller's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived on the Thunder Blood Net.

"impossible!"
Chapter completed!