Many elders of the sects present warned their disciples in this way.

One-sided destruction begins.

Finally, the giant ghost collapsed and melted into black water.

On the human side, at least two or three hundred people died in this battle!

Four or five hundred people died in scrambling for treasures and killing each other.

Buzz!

The phantom appeared again, and he looked down at everyone.

"Now, I will select the successor of my Jiudao Pavilion from you!"

I was silent throughout the whole process, suppressing my emotions and waiting for the moment of high energy.

The phantom looked around and finally stopped in one direction.

The middle-aged man from Hongwu Sect was overjoyed, "It's me! It's me! He must be seeing it!"

"Fuck, you're so cowardly?" Yuan Wusha spat.

There are at least hundreds of people in this direction. Who is it?

The phantom stretched out his arm, then stretched out one finger, and retracted the other four fingers.

What he refers to... is Chen Zhong who is hiding from the end!
Chapter completed!