"Brother, can we escape this far?"

The short old man said helplessly.

The three eyes of the Three-Eyed God stared at the short old man together.

"You still have the nerve to talk? If I hadn't stood up for you, would I have suffered such a big loss?"

The short old man suddenly did not dare to speak.

A look of grievance on his face.

"It's just that I didn't expect that the female ghost is so powerful, and that hammer is too weird. I have never seen such treasures before."

The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord looked gloomy as he recalled the previous battle.

"The phantoms of the Four Saints also seem to be affected by some force, and they can't exert any power at all."

The short old man hesitated.

"Senior brother, could it be that your tripod has been out of use for too long and is a little less useful?"

The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord slapped the short old man in the face with a huge blow.

The short old man's mouth tightened and he was about to cry.

Woohoo!

I am also your junior brother after all.

We brothers and sisters have been dependent on each other for tens of thousands of years.

Do you know how much harm your big fight will cause to my young mind, my junior brother?

"What nonsense are you talking about? I got my treasure tripod from the ancient demon clan back then!"

The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord cursed angrily.

"Even if tens of thousands of years have passed, there will be no problems with the treasures of the ancient demon clan."

"What's more, I have been warming and raising the tripod for thousands of years, so it is even more unlikely that something will go wrong!"

The short old man covered his beaten face and asked, "What happened just now?"

The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord stopped talking.

If he knew what was going on, he wouldn't have to run away in such a hurry.

I was really too panicked.

Throughout the entire fight, I seemed to have been encountering strange things.

This old monster from Beichuan, Sanmu Tianjun, was completely confused.

"Senior brother, should we just swallow this breath?"

The short old man covered his face with his hands, fearing that he would be beaten by his senior brother again.

"Swallow this breath?"

The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord's face twitched.

"When did you see me, senior brother, swallowing my anger?"

The short old man was a little surprised.

"Senior brother, are you going to fight with that female ghost?"

The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Since I'm not enough on my own, let's call in a helper."

The short old man waved his hands repeatedly.

"Senior brother, I can't do it. You know what I'm capable of. If I go up there, I can only cause trouble for you."

The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord curled his lips.

"If I had counted on you, I would have been dead a long time ago."

There was a pause.

The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord took out a message jade slip.

"That fellow Wangchen Lao Dao has been very active recently, and it is said that he has obtained an extremely powerful wooden sculpture!"
Chapter completed!