"Da Luo Immortal Qi!"

Especially the Eight-Qi Evil Master, who has truly seen what Zhen Yuanzi, the Great Luo Golden Immortal, can do.

Naturally, I am no stranger to the aura of Daluo Jinxian.

"This is not the aura of Lushan Immortal Lord. Which Daluo Jinxian came to the Great Wilderness Immortal Realm?"

The Eight-Qi Evil Master glanced at the sky, his expression quite solemn.

Judging from this immortal energy, the person who came here is definitely not weaker than the current Lushan Immortal Lord, and is even worse.

"Where did the white-haired old man come from?"

Yang Dingtian had sharp eyes, and soon saw a figure appearing out of thin air not far away.

Long Da, Baqi Xiezun and the others immediately looked towards the figure that appeared out of thin air.

An old Taoist priest with an immortal spirit, white beard and white hair, holding a fly whisk.

He had a warm smile on his face and looked kind-hearted.

"Everyone, old man..."

The kind old man just held his hand and wanted to speak.

Hurrah.

Sheep Dingtian, Decepticons, Big Rooster and Turtle Immortal surrounded him.

Long Da also stared at the kind old man with a vigilant face, ready to take action at any time.

On the other hand, Baqi Xiezun's eyes were not only filled with doubts, but also thoughtful.

He didn't seem to regard this kind old man as an enemy.

The kind old man who was surrounded was a little embarrassed.

But he didn't lose his composure, and he still looked like a fairy.

"Who are you?"

Yang Dingtian asked very politely.

"Ahem."

The kind old Taoist cleared his throat and once again raised his hands towards the several holy beasts in front of him.

"The poor Taoist Li Changgeng."

"Li Changgeng? I don't know him, I've never heard of him."

Yang Dingtian immediately shook his head.

Li Changgeng: "..."
Chapter completed!