"Ha ha, despicable?!" The Taoist priest Zhiyuan looked up and laughed, as if he heard the funniest joke in the world: "I tell you, your agitation is useless to me!"

Taoist priest Zhiyuan looked at Li Yi madly: "the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, the history is written by the winner, the winner will be looked up and worshiped by the world, and the loser, the poor reptile who lost, will only be recognized as the despicable representative by the world, rejected by the future generations, and will never turn over!"

Li Yiqi's chest fluctuated and almost didn't go away. All the disciples of yihunxian mansion...