"Goodbye."

Zhao Yun sheathed his sword and stepped down, walking away step by step.

To be honest, he is very pleased with the Taoist Son of God. If he had been replaced by someone with the title of Supreme Son of God, I am afraid that the ban on cultivation would have been lifted long ago. He would never give up until I didn't believe him.

"I have no defeat at the same level. It's really not just a boast."

The Taoist took a deep breath and watched Zhao Yun go.

Although this ending is a bit hard to accept, Taoism can afford to lose.

“Expected.”

Tao Jun and Tao Immortal, who were both spectators, both said this.

There’s no shame in losing to Eternal Heritage, it’s time to temper your state of mind.

Looking at the Taoist Son of God, although he has been defeated, his eyes are extremely determined. Victory and defeat are common for military strategists. Only those who go against the wind are brave. His road to Taoism is still long.

"Then who...come out."

When the Taoist people were still thinking, shouts and shouts came from outside the mountain.
Chapter completed!