This time, no matter what kind of demon spirit ghost city he is, he will directly make him a broken city, and all the ghosts inside will be killed.

Time flies very quickly, and it arrives in a blink of an eye.

The Wudang disciples gathered again, and Yang Xue and Wu Xinglong were assigned to the third team, plus fifty-three people and Lao Feng.

Leader Wang Chengqian, Taoist Master Qi Qian.

At this moment, we gathered in the square.

The disciples of this team all looked at it and became familiar with it.

Among these disciples, their cultivation levels are uneven, and their cultivation levels are as high as Yang Xue.

The one with the lowest cultivation level is only the middle stage of Taoist boy, and he has not even reached the level of Taoist priest.

However, these people were very excited after hearing about my name.

The first person in the younger generation of Taoism is so powerful that he can beat the Taoist sect-level powerhouse.

Especially those younger generations came to take photos with me and say hello.

It made me very embarrassed, but after a while, the number of people gathered together.

As a sound of gongs and drums broke out, Wudang disciples began to go down the mountain in sequence.

Standing on the high platform, Murong Wu was the disciple who left Feihong.
Chapter completed!