"The Indian country still dares to invade our country and act wildly. It seems that the blow to you nine months ago was not severe enough."

Nine months ago, Yang Tian almost wiped out the Daotong cultivators of the five countries. He thought that he could scare everyone in the cultivating circles of the five countries from invading China for three hundred years.

But he didn't expect that this rookie in the realm of saints would dare to enter the capital, and even have the courage to take action against his woman.

Unforgivable.

"Are you Yang Tian?"

There was a trace of panic on the face of the Eight-faced Buddha. He kept struggling, but it seemed to be of no use.

There was a wave of energy in the opponent's palm, which bound him in the air, making him unable to even move a finger?

He didn't expect that a dead person would actually come back to life.

"Are you coming to take revenge on me?"

The young man's eyes were lonely and cold, then he put them down and used the immortal essence to repair all his injuries.

"What are you..."

The face of the Eight-faced Buddha became even more frightened. He didn't understand why the other party did this.

"Take action, you only have one chance, seize it."

Yang Tian's actions made the Eight-faced Buddha feel even more fearful, and he even lost the courage to take action.
Chapter completed!