"These Ivy League disciples haven't moved yet. Do you expect Ivy League to save them?"

"In the core of the Shi Territory, giants cannot move out at will. Once Qingteng wants to come to Guangyuan Territory, the giants from our Duanyin Temple will definitely stop them."

Beside the old man, there were dozens of mid-level ninth-level beings who were also looking up.

They looked relaxed, like a group of hunters waiting for their prey to arrive.

"Something's wrong!"

The old man with withered white hair suddenly roared, his eyes cold.

He can be sure.

Ivy's disciples know the current situation.

It's so abnormal that I can still sit still now.

"Mr. Jiang, do you think there is any possibility that they can come back?" asked a lifer, with disdain on his face.

"Chao Yan and Xiao Ye among the Ivy League Disciples are both variables and cannot be careless."

The old man pondered for a while and then said, "No wait, let's just kill him in case something unexpected happens!"
Chapter completed!