It made Piaomiao Haoming, a person who had always thought that his foreign surname was a slave to the Piaomiao family, find it difficult to calm down.

If he could do it, he would now want to tear Li Shaoyang into pieces.

Before he was dismembered, Li Shaoyang must kneel down to him and kowtow to beg for mercy.

"No, Tang Wentian, although you are among the nobles of the Heavenly Kings, you are not the Immortal King. I don't believe that you can make a big spoil."

Piaomiao Haoming roared in his heart and was about to continue moving.

Suddenly, a beam of golden light flashed in the clouds not far away from him.

A handsome boy, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, emerged.

Piaomiao Haoming was in a very bad mood. Seeing that this young man was just a Taiyi Zhenxian, he immediately swept his eyes and was about to kill him casually, and he let out a breath.

Unexpectedly, this young man actually moved towards him with a smile, went straight to him, and asked, "Are you Piaomiao Haoming from the Immortal Palace of the Immortal Sect Mingwang?"

"Um?"

Piaomiao Haoming's face suddenly turned cold. The boy was actually coming for him.
Chapter completed!