, it is not impossible to become a god in one breath.

Um?

When he was thinking about something good, he suddenly heard about the fluctuation of immortal power outside the island.

Looking sideways, he saw a man in black robes hanging outside the island.

"Fellow Taoist, please ask for a cup of tea." Zhao Yun called from the distance.

"Get lost." Yinlun Patriarch closed his eyes and was too lazy to talk to Zhao Yun.

At this point, nothing is as important as refining Yaoyue.

As for the person begging for tea, I'm afraid he's out of his mind and is here looking for fun in the middle of the night.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense and casually took off his black robe without concealing his breath.
Chapter completed!