As the space was forcibly torn apart, an old lady with a dragon-headed walking stick walked out.
“Who is bullying my grandson?”The old lady asked angrily as soon as she came out.
“Grandma! Save Me!”The Patriarch of the mystic ice sect saw that his backer had come, and immediately shouted loudly.
“Swish!”Seeing this, the old lady waved her hand, sending three ice blades straight towards the three golden rings on the fleeing dragon pillar.
“Ding, Ding, ding...”with three crisp sounds of collision, the ice blades shattered. However, the three golden rings were safe and sound.
“Huh? !”The old lady frowned. She asked coldly, “Who did this?”
