"The senior Wu they mentioned, called Wu Xingkong, is my military advisor of the Temple of War God. He comes from the Witch clan. He can tell that the past and future are people with great powers!"

Shen Lang was stunned: "Wu Xingkong? I haven't heard of this name..."

Mo Qingwu showed contempt and said, "You have never heard of that which can only prove your ignorance. Just over two months ago, Senior Wu and Bai Luobing, the owner of the Five-Color Flag White Banner, slandered the Demon God Temple and destroyed a large number of powerful people in the Demon God Temple behind the Blessed Dome Gate of Yumudong!"

"Not only that, it also severely damaged the Blood Shadow Emperor of the Blood Clan!"

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed: "Have you appeared in the blessed land of Yumudong? Show me his image."

The Heavenly King Mo Qingwu was extremely unhappy with Shen Lang's tone, and snorted coldly, pinched his fingers, forming an old man in the air.

"So it's him!" Shen Lang's eyes flashed with anger!

Isn’t this fortune teller who pointed his forehead at Tayun Academy and then fused the soul of the War Emperor with him?

He let the Emperor of War find himself, but it was for his own good.

The problem is, since this old guy is Gu Feng's apprentice, then doesn't it mean that whether it is War Emperor or himself, they are all under Gu Feng's plan!

The ancient style is doing things, now it seems that he has a purpose and a premeditation?

Speaking of this, whether it is the Emperor of War or himself, he is like a chess piece from beginning to end, playing with him in his palm?

Shen Lang's anger suddenly emerged.

"What an ancient style!"
Chapter completed!