On this day, Song Yan suddenly remembered the four assistants of Jiuyang Jianxian.

Their cultivation behavior is not weaker than Tuyang's, even one of them still exists in the late Jinxian period.

Such a master would never be a nameless generation, so Song Yan entered the temple as soon as he thought about it.

"Thieves! I killed you!"

When he saw Song Yan, the blue-robed man came to kill him like the sea.

"Buck!"

Song Yan raised his hand and fanned it out, and the other party flew in response.

"Your excellency is killing or saying something. What is it that imprisons me and others here?"

The other three did...