The sloppy old Taoist closed his eyes tightly, not daring to open his eyes.

"Old senior, senior senior, wake up."

Many people call the sloppy old Taoist.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were cold and he looked directly at a building not far away.

boom!

The building collapsed and two old men in gray robes rushed out, all of whom were cold and their blood was chaotic.

Obviously, the flying sword was destroyed, and they were somewhat presumptuous.

These two old men are definitely from the top elder level.

They are all quasi-god king-level powerhouses.

clang!

Zhang Yuan held Xue Yin's knife behind him, his face turned cold and without saying a word, he walked towards them directly.

"Little beast, it's so hard to find you."
Chapter completed!