Before he finished speaking, he saw the speaker coming to this world. He was an old man in silver robes. The pressure of the Immortal King spread across the world, and the meaning of Daoxu was filled with visions. His eyes seemed to encompass the universe, and there were

The vast power spreads horizontally.

He is Tian Ming Lao Dao, the big boss of Tian Ming Sect. Like his senior brother Tian Ming Patriarch, they are both genuine Immortal Kings.

His words were addressed to the Dark Night Quasi-Immortal King.

And the person he wants is the Eternal Immortal Body.

This is also one of the conditions for the alliance between Tianming Sect and Tianwang Sect.

"Damn."

In the darkness, the quasi-immortal king of Dark Night staggered.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on to the situation tonight. The other party had an Immortal King coming, and his master had to come in person. Only Immortal Kings of the same level could have the capital to talk. As for him, he was far from that background.

"Are we feeling cold?" Huluwa's little face turned pale.

No one answered. If nothing else happened, they would be very cold tonight.

Even though he is as clever as Mr. Zhao and can't find a way to break the situation, he is an immortal king.

Among the people present, he was the most depressed, because Tian Ming Laodao ignored everyone and just stared at him. Being stared at by an immortal king like this, invisible pressure hit his soul directly.

"Senior, we are honored to be here in person." The python-robed Quasi-Immortal King said with a smile.

"I want all of these." Old Taoist Tian Ming didn't even look at it, and it wasn't a discussion. The tone between the lines was a command. The real Immortal King has such powerful capital, and these little kids are extraordinary.

To refine elixirs or seize bodies, they always have their uses.

"Okay...easy to talk about."

Although he was unhappy, the python-robed quasi-immortal king still laughed.

The situation is stronger than that of humans. His Heavenly King Sect no longer has an Immortal King, so he has to be obedient, right?

Seeing that Mr. Zhao and others were unable to move, they were all trapped by the terrifying coercion of the Immortal King. The sound of broken bones was heard frequently. Zhao Yun and Kuang Yingjie were fine, but the bodies of the others were on the verge of collapse.

"Kill." Zhao Yun scolded in his heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the vast sky and vast universe attacking.

Tianming's eyes were full of contempt, and he knocked over two puppets with one palm, almost knocking Haotian Haoyu to pieces. This is the gap between the puppets and the Immortal King. Even the Immortal King level cannot withstand the palm of the Immortal King.

"Don't scare us, my master is also an Immortal King."

The troublemaker hid behind Zhao Yun, scolding him.

"Interesting little thing." Old Dao Tian Ming raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Although the others did not move, the pressure of the Immortal King became a terrible shackles. The oppressed people wanted to kneel down on the spot. Even the quasi-Immortal King in the darkness kept groaning.

"Tian Ming...why do you bully the small with the big?"

Suddenly, a long word resounded through the sky.
Chapter completed!