Wang Tai also walked out and said, "Brother Fei hasn't come back yet?"

Everyone shook their heads.

They all spent a month in the devil temple to choose the power and inheritance that suited them. In this month, their cultivation levels had undergone earth-shaking changes.

But!

Long Fei hasn’t come back yet!

Just then.

The sweeping monk walked into the temple with blood on his lips and a pale face.

Bawanghua immediately stepped forward and said: "Senior, why are you injured like this? What happened?"

The sweeping monk said: "People from the Temple of Destiny."

Wang Tai shouted angrily, "Damn, these bastards, if we don't go find them, they come here every day to annoy us. If we don't kill them today, my surname will not be Wang."

As he spoke, the heavy sword on his back shook.

He strode out, but was grabbed by the sweeping monk and said: "These guys are very strong, and the power of time I have is no longer enough to deal with them."

"It seems like they are well prepared this time."

Outside the Devil's Temple.

Jiutianmo's half-human, half-ghost body roared loudly, "Long Fei, get out of here!"

He couldn't wait a moment.

Long Fei is his hope.

He must live and leave Alcatraz Island.

His dream is the battlefield of the ancient gods!

"Long Fei, you loser, get out of here!"

Jiutianmo roared again, "Who are you hiding in a dog hole? Aren't you arrogant? Aren't you arrogant? Why have you become a dead dog now?"

"Get out of here!"

Roaring again and again.

"Yeah!"

"What a fucking bully."

"I can't stand it anymore."

Yan Nantian, who had always been calm, couldn't help but uttered obscenities and strode out.

but.
Chapter completed!