"You are the Emperor of Desolation, so how can you salute me and my disciples? You must not."

"Bai'er, why don't you reply to the gift?"

The Great God of Immortal Wind spoke repeatedly. Obviously, this old guy is still a bit pedantic and attaches great importance to seniority.

Mu Zhibai was stunned when he heard this...

Emperor of Desolation!

The person in front of me is the entire True Spirit Continent, the Emperor who has been praised for thousands of miles.

The leader of the Blood Moon God Sect was killed by the person in front of him.

"See Emperor of the Desolation."

With a feeling of unknown feeling, Mu Zhibai bowed to Qin Feng.

"Senior Mu has ruined his younger generation."

Yan Feng smiled helplessly.

"Bai'er, when His Majesty the Emperor of Wilderness is here, you will serve as a teacher and have a good hospitality."

At this time, the Great God of Immortal Wind also spoke.

Obviously, his words have no intention.

Because he knows...

What does his apprentice Mu Zhibai want to know?
Chapter completed!