The great elder of the Tantric Sect laughed wildly.

The remaining ten guardian elders are already turtles in a urn and cannot hold on for long.

He will become the guardian elder.

"No, no one can leave if we continue like this!"

"Master Zhou wants to kill them all. Master Long's side is even more dangerous."

"What should we do?"

"The cultivation of these Tantric elders is too strong, we can't leave at all."

"It doesn't matter if we die, but we must save Master Long. This is Senior Brother's last request. If we can't even save Master Long, what dignity do we have to see Senior Brother?"

Ten elders exchange ideas.

The battle situation was getting more and more fierce, and they knew they couldn't hold on for long.

Since Daoren Zhou had given the order, he would definitely kill them all.

They can die, but Long Fei cannot die.

suddenly.

A guardian elder rushed forward and said with a heavy voice: "Nine senior brothers, Master Long will be left to you."

As soon as the words fell.

The guardian elder's whole body turned red.

The expressions of the other nine guardian elders suddenly changed, "Eighteen!!!"

The face of the Tantric elder also became extremely ugly, "Self-destruction!"

"The Heavenly Saint explodes!"

"careful!"

Before he could finish speaking, the guardian elder rushed into the crowd and laughed wildly, "Hahaha..."

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Super power burst out, and dozens of tantric elders were instantly blown away.
Chapter completed!