Just when Yifeng was immersed in cultivation, on the holy land, the senior of the holy rank of the evil sect, outside the Martial Arts Pavilion, bowed down and shouted: "old Zhao!"

under the yelling of the elder of the evil clan, Zhao's figure appeared in front of the elder of the evil clan. He smiled and said: "Qilin, how can I see this old man?"

Qi Lin, the elder of the evil sect, said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao is joking. You don't like to be disturbed, so I dare not come to see you easily. If it wasn't for those saints in fairyland who were closing up, I...