The leader of Chaoyang Gate was a spiritual soldier who had four orifices. Seeing this, his eyes were so bitter: "Who is it? What kind of resentment does it have with our Gate?"

"You don't need to know!"

The black shadow replied with a sneer, and waved his hand again, and a layer of black mist emerged, hazy and constantly expanding.

"It's the dream master!"

In the black fog, the sect leader's exclamation came out: "The Golden Ding Sect will avenge us!"

"Hehe... You have been waiting for the Lingshi Wuzong and occupied the Jinzhou for a long time. You have enjoyed such resources without any offerings. Your heart is punished! Our sect has been patient for a long time. This time, not only you Chaoyangmen, but also Jinding Sect can't escape!"

A night owl-like voice sounded, with a smell of cruelty and evil.

Not long after, the black fog receded and a dilapidated mountain gate emerged.

The leader of Chaoyang Sect had wide eyes, leaning on the corner of the wall, but his chest was broken through a big hole, and his internal organs were hollowed out, and he died terrible.

"Chaoyang Gate is destroyed!"
Chapter completed!