Old Monster Qiong smiled: "Don't you really think you can beat me, right?"

"The disciples from our sect are all elites..."

Li Feiyu did not answer.

When the old monster Qiong saw it, he laughed and didn't say anything.

I think this is good!

He originally wanted to continue to say something about Nangong Wan, which surprised Li Feiyu and understood that the bet between them had no chance of winning!

Now...

I simply took this opportunity to learn a lesson before letting Li Feiyu go down the mountain.

Don’t really think that after this experience, you can be arrogant and proud!

When Zhaoyebao's car stopped.

The seven major sects of the Dan-killing monks guarding outside the blood-colored forbidden area sensed it.

Seeing that it was the old monster Qiong, they bowed and said hello.

Although they are both cultivators of Killing Pills, the strength and weight of the old monster Qiong's late stage of Killing Pills are too heavy.

"A disciple has come out!"

Just then, someone shouted.

A middle-aged Taoist priest walked out with a calm expression.

The Taoist suit on his body was filled with dust, and there were several large holes and blood stains. It seemed that he had only come out after a hard battle.

When the Qingxu Gate was seen, the clouds were immediately overjoyed.

Because this is his disciple of Qingxu Sect.

Li Huayuan's face was calm and had no expression.

But Old Monster Qiong rolled his eyes and hummed in dissatisfaction!
Chapter completed!