The old Taoist priest has never been a timid and afraid of things. Seeing Ling Yi so casual, he took the initiative to do so.

Looking at Ling Yi, he said, "In the past, his children and daughter-in-law both fell in a great disaster. The true spirit disappeared. There are rumors... it was related to the master of the alien race, but this matter was just a legend. Since then, this person has completely changed..."

Although he was relaxed, he still had some concerns and did not mention the word "Wuxiang".

Ling Yi nodded, and it was indeed similar to what he guessed.

Still a foreigner!

He said, "It's nothing. The child was killed. If you don't want to take revenge, you will never recover from now on. You will be numb by pretending to be a god or a ghost..."

The huge voice suddenly rang: "You know what a fool!"

The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes and thought to himself that he was still eavesdropping!

Ling Yi said calmly without any surprise: "I don't understand. I only know that yellow sand is wearing golden armor for hundreds of battles, and I will never return until I defeat Loulan!"

This is an ancient poem he saw when he was on Earth in the past. He felt that the artistic conception was very good, and there was a kind of Tao hidden inside, so he wrote it down.

He thought it was very suitable for use here today.

The grand and tender boy's voice did not disappear, but instead hummed a few disdainfully.

"You don't know anything!"

"A person like you will never repent if he dies thousands of times."

"Even if you are reincarnated again, you can't even remember who you are, what's the use? Isn't your Tao still the same? A group of great witches can curse you to death!"

"What can you do when facing aliens?"

"Those big witches can curse you to death, but they dare not touch the alien race. You can do it, you dare, you can dominate the world with the mighty and domineering emperor!"

Ling Yi stood there quietly, listening to the grand but tender voice saying these words almost ventingly, and then he nodded: "Yes, I am such a person!"

The other party stopped talking.

Ling Yi did not continue to say anything passionately, and everything he wanted to express was hidden deep in his heart.

No matter who says it, it cannot affect what he wants to do.

Are there a group of great witches?

How many times have you hurt me?

Ling Yi looked at the old Taoist priest: "I know you can find it, go, take me to find them!"

The old Taoist priest was completely infected by Ling Yi's energy and nodded: "Okay, I'm going to do my best!"

...

The first level of the sky.

A group of witches who looked at very young men and women finally showed joy on their faces.

They all let out a long breath and then looked at each other and smiled.

Li Tiancheng, who was standing outside the magic circle, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I couldn't help but smile and murmured: "You were cursed to death after all! Look at how long will you be back this time!"

But I was thinking in my heart that maybe next time Emperor Ling Ren will reappear in the world again, my younger brother... has already succeeded!

At that time, I may...will be very compassionate and let you go!
Chapter completed!