The mysterious light point burst out with dazzling white light, and a strange force suddenly rose up, shattering the old man's condensed white formation!

"How is that possible?"

The old man became increasingly annoyed, and just as he was about to continue taking action, the void on the left suddenly fluctuated violently.

A big withered hand seemed to stretch out from the void and tear the void apart!

A stooped old man in gray robe stepped out and looked at the other person with a sneer!

"Venerable Crow!"

The white-robed old man's face suddenly darkened, and he stared at the other person coldly.

"Jie Jie! You old monster from Baishan can come, why can't I, the dead crow?"

While the old man in gray robe was speaking, he glanced at Jiang Tian in the distance, his eyes were extremely sinister!

Rumble!

There was a sudden roar, and a golden light array suddenly appeared!

Three figures appeared in the formation, all of them were powerful in the God-making realm!

One of these three people is an old man wearing a gold robe, and the other two are middle-aged men in silver robes!

But what is surprising is that the three of them have exactly the same appearance!

Moreover, they all had gloomy faces and cold eyes, as if they were emotionless puppets!

The old man only has white beard and hair, and his appearance is no different from the other two!

The strange thing is that the old man in the middle has his mouth and eyes closed.

The two middle-aged people on the left and right had their eyes open!

It’s really weird!

"Three Mysterious Spirit Ancestors, this old guy is here too!"

"What a Three-Xuan Spirit Ancestor, do you want to snatch this opportunity from us?"

The old monster from Baishan and the Lord Dry Crow looked at the Sanxuan Spirit Ancestor with vigilant faces, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and took a defensive posture!
Chapter completed!