In Zhiwu, you can only be regarded as ordinary. You obtained the title of Grandmaster in Jinhun Continent, but here...sigh...I'm afraid that any True Lord will be enough to suppress you to the point where you can't get up...

"

Elder Hu sighed heavily and shook his head.

But at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a person was thrown in and fell heavily to the ground.

When everyone saw it, they immediately recognized him.

"This is...Zhenjun Qi Yong!!"

The Wanxiang Sect disciple named Lian exclaimed in surprise.

However, they saw Qi Yong's skin was torn, his face was covered with blood, and he was lying on the ground wailing uncontrollably. Qian Yizhen, dressed in white clothes and white beard, walked in, kicked Qi Yong, sealed his soul power, and then clasped his fist at Bai Ye: "

Sir, people have already been brought."

"Um."

Bai Ye nodded lightly, but did not look at Qi Yong. He continued to say to Elder Hu: "Elder Hu, you don't have to worry about this. You tell me first what happened here."

However, how could Elder Hu still listen to Bai Ye's words? He stared blankly at Qi Yong on the ground with his eyes wide open, his brain unable to turn around at all.

Isn't Qi Yong the true king? How could he be in such a mess?

Who is this white-bearded old man? Why do you call Bai Ye, the young master, your lord?

Just now he said that this person could not deal with the True Lord, and now a True Lord with a broken head and bloodied body fell next to him...
Chapter completed!