"It's too early!" Gu Yingzhu said coldly.

Ye Qiu shook his head gently: "If I could suppress it, I would have suppressed it long ago. The Taizhen Divine Sword would not pose a threat to the leader."

She vaguely knew Li Chengkong's ability.

Any magical skill can be used in front of the leader, and the leader can understand the wonders and integrate into himself.

Gu Yingzhu and Ye Qiu stood a hundred meters away, staring at their figures from afar, flashing ghostly in the bamboo forest.

Her heart kept sinking.

"What a Three Emperors' Divine Finger!" A soft and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two women.

Ye Qiu looked back with a stern look.

An old man, a bearded and white man, was standing on the top of the mountain behind them, hundreds of meters away, looking at the fierce battle in the bamboo forest with his hands behind him.

The old man had a childish face and a smile on his face, like an immortal man from the South Pole, making people feel hostile.

"Shi Bo." Gu Yingzhu bowed with her fists.
Chapter completed!