This is an old man with white hair.

"Devil, you... will not end well!"

Although he spoke in an extremely weak tone, the white-haired old man still glared at Elder Xue fiercely.

The accumulated hatred almost overflowed from his eyes.

Elder Xue didn't speak. He glanced at the old man with enchanted eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hands.

…

In another corner of the hall, Chen Xinzhu finally found Zhi Feng Xiaoyue's grandfather, the head of the Zhi Feng clan who had given him the White Frost Sword.

Lying in prison, although his life seemed safe, his body seemed extremely weak.

Not to mention using your own strength, I'm afraid even ordinary people are inferior.

After thinking about it, Chen Xinzhu took out a healing elixir...

At the same time, three uninvited guests flew in at high speed outside the valley where the Blood Demon Sect was located.

Before the people arrived, the monstrous energy of gods and demons was already rolling in.
Chapter completed!