Everyone saw a pagoda appear, but it disappeared in an instant.

Because the pagoda was teleported away,

A voice came out at the last moment, the Qingjiao tribe broke their word, so don't blame me for being ruthless.

buzz,

The power of space disappears, everything is gone,

Have you left? That boy was able to survive under the Holy Lord?

The people around me seemed to be crazy,

The next moment, an old figure appeared,

That is a saint from the Qingjiao tribe,

As soon as he appeared, he quickly attacked into the void, but it was of no use. It was already too late.

He roared angrily.

Who knows that boy?

The people around them were so frightened that they retreated crazily, leaving only Huo Yuan and the three of them.

Do you three know him?

Huoyuan, Chuanshui Dongling and others are kneeling on the ground. We don’t know each other.

Nonsense, we clearly saw you together and there were people around to testify.

The Holy Lord of the Qingjiao Clan captured three people and searched for their souls.

The three of them struggled to resist,

However, in front of the Holy Lord, they were as small as ants and could not resist at all.

Soon, the corners of the three people's mouths twitched, foaming at the mouth, and they fell unconscious.

The Saint of the Qingjiao Clan had a cold expression on his face, and with a wave of his hand, he blasted the bodies of the three of them.

waste,
Chapter completed!