Two bursts of sounds sounded one after another, and two figures appeared in front of Yang Lie. One of them was elegant in shape, which looked difficult to tell the specific age.

The other person has a childish face with a crane hair, and his body is filled with a wonderful and harmonious aura, as if he has understood some mystery.

"You, you are the Taoist Siming."

"Hundred treasures of Heavenly Lord."

The three sons of the Astrology were shocked. Their seniority was tens of thousands of years lower than that of the two Taoist Siming. Back then, when the two Taoist Siming was in their heyday, they were just ordinary powerful people in the Heavenly Venerable Realm.

Taoist Siming glanced at them lightly, and then said, "Hundred treasures, cut open their ban!"

"You want to say more?"

Baibao Tianzun gave him a blank look, as if he was quite displeased, but he still produced a powerful aura from his body.

"Hmph! Although you have been famous for a long time, it would be too easy to defeat our brothers! I will let you know that this is no longer your time." Dao Heng and the other two shouted.

At this moment, a faint command came from Yang Lie: "Stop talking nonsense, kill them."

The Siming Taoist and the Baibao Tianzun responded immediately and shouted loudly: "Yes, Master!"
Chapter completed!