All the experts at Tongten Pavilion were caught off guard and were tied up one after another!

Su Yun had already soared into the sky, transformed into a Tianpeng and flapped his wings. He had just flown a hundred feet when a rope tied his feet behind him, swish and swish, tying him tightly.

"Plop!"

The young man fell down on Lanling Street. Jing Zhao, the old cave master, grabbed the fairy rope with both hands, tightened the rope bit by bit, and dragged him back.

Su Yun was pulled back to the embassy, ​​and saw Xing Jiangmu parking a sheep chariot next to the embassy. The white-haired Xing Jiangmu was shivering.

Su Yun glanced at him, and Xing Jiangmu turned around tremblingly and ran away. However, the next moment, his feet were entangled with a rope and he fell down!

The argali was frightened and ran away. When there was a roar, the argali fell to the ground, its four hooves were tied together and hung upside down in the air!

"Bitch's fairy rope!"

Su Yun gritted his teeth with hatred and was withdrawn to the embassy. He saw that a total of 215 members of Tongtian Pavilion, including him, the pavilion master, were all captured by the immortal rope, and no one escaped!

Everyone was hung up in the embassy, ​​unable to move.

After all, Jing Zhao was an existence in the realm of the original Tao, and he urged the great Holy Spirit Soldiers like Shenxiansuo, who had hanged Master Cen, to suddenly launch a sneak attack, and everyone was wiped out!

"mistress!"
Chapter completed!