"If you don't listen to me, the blood disaster will be in front of you." Li Xuangui said with his head shaking at Xiang Feiyu.

Xiang Feiyu almost cried. He was a god with hundreds of gods, most of whom had a cultivation level of at least one level higher than him, surrounded him with so many weapons, and he wouldn't believe it if he had no blood disaster!

"Senior... Is there a way to resolve it?" Xiang Feiyu wanted to cry.

"You have a fate with my master... If you defect to my master, not only you, but the entire Xiang family will be developed!" Li Xuangui enthusiastically grabbed Xiang Feiyu's arm and said with a smile: "Look, my master is born so wise and powerful, and he is indeed a rare wise master. Why not, why don't you join my master? Or, try today's bloody disaster?"

More than a dozen magical swords from Ou Yezi quietly stabbed into Xiang Feiyu's body three inches deep.

After half a quarter of an hour, Wu Tie set out again.

This time, there was one more Xiang Feiyu in his team.

Three hours later, there was one more Xiang Feixie in Wu Tie's team.

Not long after, another Li Guang was added to Wu Tie's team...

Then came Zhao Xiang...

Wu Tie's team grew slowly and gradually grew like a snowball.
Chapter completed!