A bloody beam of light broke through the blood cloud and stopped in mid-air.

The Lord of the Temple of the Undead has nineteen pairs of blood wings and is suspended a hundred feet above the ground. The brilliance emanating from his body illuminates the darkness and turns it into scarlet.

"It's the palace master!"

Xue Tu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it's good that he didn't cause any trouble.

"Meet the palace master."

They both saluted together.

However, they soon realized that something was wrong. The palace master was so imposing and powerful that he didn't look like he was here to do business on Bai Canang Star!

Besides, when the palace master comes, why do the gods and spirits feel the danger?

Almost at the same time as the palace master arrived, the figure of Ice Emperor Na Yingzhuo appeared not far from Yan Ying'er and Chi Kongle. He was dressed in white and had deep eyes. Against the background of his exquisite facial features, he gave people a sense of nobility.

Elegant demeanor.

Ice King said: "You are here after all!"

The palace master fell to the ground, with the nineteen pairs of bloody wings still spread out, and said: "I know, you are waiting for me here. Back then, I was all for your own good, and you shouldn't be so resentful. If I hadn't helped you

Kill that phoenix, and they will probably kill you. Emotionally, you are too indecisive, and this is not a flaw that the future master of the immortal blood clan should have."

The Ice King was silent for a long time, seeming to be trying to control his emotions.

He looked up at the blood cloud that seemed to be pressing down on his head and said: "You are the master of the palace. You should bear the greatest responsibility for the undead vampires. You should not bring outsiders here. Are you so unsure of yourself? You are practicing

The nineteenth pair of blood wings came out, and you actually want to unite with outsiders to kill me?"
Chapter completed!