The torrential rain is still there!

The old man with white eyebrows and hair still stood still, and the huge eagle standing on his shoulder shouted at this time.

The sound of hawks pierced the sky.

What about this side?

Stuxiong, Ouyang Zhengtian, and the lonely evil who was seriously injured and fell down, as well as the ghosts and servants, all of them were stunned!

Looking incredibly at their white-haired old man in the rain.

The old man exudes the feeling of being born like a mortal. He looks like a fairy living in seclusion and in the mountains. The huge eagle on his shoulder is extremely powerful.

God?...