"Tart cake?"

Yang Yi set his sights on Fengqi Immortal Lord. The name sounded familiar, but his memory was incomplete, so he didn't know who it was.

"The legendary god of disaster also takes the form of a ferocious beast, and then reaches its peak. Wherever he goes, there are disasters. I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect that such a spiritual beast really exists."

Fengqi Immortal Lord quickly gave Yang Yi an answer, and at the same time he was a little shocked.

Being able to transform from a ferocious beast into a being close to a god shows that he is really strong, and he is the God of Disaster, so his strength is evident.

However, even such people were caught by the ancestors, which shows that the strength of the ancestors has reached the sky.

"The ancestor captured Zhu Yan just to know what was in Tart Zuo's mind?"

After Yang Yi raised the soul-breaking knife in his hand, he looked at Linghulong and asked with narrowed eyes.

Linghulong was so scared when he saw Yang Yi that he dared to lie. He quickly nodded and responded, "Yes!"

This time, Linghulong didn't lie. He never expected that being gentle and elegant would be rewarded by thugs like Yang Yi.

But I have to admit that Yang Yi holding the Soul-Destroying Sword is indeed terrifying. It is no wonder that people who know Yang Yi in the Nine Realms are so angry that they have seen how powerful Yang Yi is.

Hearing this, Yang Yi frowned and asked, "Tell me in detail what you did and why you were targeted by the ancestor?"

Having caught Tartar and Zhu Yan at such a critical moment, it was obvious that something was wrong.

"I don't know!"

After Linghulong thought for a long time, he rejected Yang Yi's question.

Tart cake, which can be called the god of disaster, can't be less shocking than the soul-breaking knife. For Linghulong, saying the word "tart cake" is the limit. He doesn't know the rest, and he doesn't know.

Dare to say it.
Chapter completed!