in the hall of the building across the mountain, Chu Zhi, Ximen, looks out of the window at the noisy downtown. His mouth is slightly curved with an interesting arc. Seeing the five clawed golden dragon that appeared in the sky, the immortal light fighting fire and the strong gas of killing, Ximen Chuzhi finally smiled.

"Lu Chen, I want your family to suffer. Even if you are immortal, you will suffer. Ha ha! "

Ximen Chuzhi laughs wildly in his heart, as if years of humiliation and resentment have been washed away and eliminated, which can not be said to be comfortable.

Yizhou and other ten Zunjing masters stood...