Ye Xuan raised the old ghost wicker in his hand.

As far as Ye Xuan knew, the power of Old Ghost Wicker was superior to that of Kong Ancient City.

Correspondingly, it is naturally superior to the Nest of Gods.

Because of this, he took it out to deal with these six ancient gods.

However, the reaction of these guys was a bit excessive.

Especially surrender...

Even if he considers that he can help them, he will never let go of his arrogance so easily.

Because he knows these ancient gods very well.

"I recognize it!" Ancient God Huntu nodded without hesitation.

The other ancient gods also nodded.

A brilliant light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes.

Sure enough, the entire ancient land of Daochu, whether it is Old Ghost Willow Tree or the Lord of the Buried Emperor, has some unknown connection.

Rumble————

At this moment, the energy of chaos suddenly rolled crazily in the sky.

Surrounded by the chaotic energy, a Dharma form gradually formed.

It was an old man, sitting cross-legged high in the sky, with his eyebrows, beard and hair hanging down on his chest.
Chapter completed!