"I hate that there is no one in the fifth era!"

"No one can bring justice to us!" Some people are ready to commit suicide.

He would rather commit suicide than die in humiliation at the hands of people from the Third Age!

The cultivator suddenly slapped himself with a palm.

But at this time, an old and wrinkled hand grabbed him.

"What are you doing?" asked the natural Taoist transformed into Luo Chen.

"I don't want to die in their hands!" the man said sadly and angrily.

"With such an absolute advantage, why are you so desperate?"

"Advantage?"

"We are all surrounded, where is the advantage?"

"Du Bufei has been defeated, what advantage do we have?" the man asked in astonishment.

"Obviously they are surrounded, why should they be like this?"

"Let me come, you guys take a rest today." Luo Chen walked forward.

No one thinks highly of him because he is too pretentious.

"Brother, don't go and die!"

"Is there really no one left to let such a person play?" Many people lamented sadly.

Is this the fairy world today?

Has it withered?

There is no one among those who claim to be a dragon or a phoenix.

Is it necessary now for an old man who wears clothes to hide his cultivation to take action?
Chapter completed!