"Fellow Daoist zixu!!!"
Looking at the motionless early divine transformation realm cultivator, patriarch green spirit and the others subconsciously called out. Then, they looked at the young man in front of them in horror.
At this moment, they finally realized that this seemingly fragile young man was not as simple as he looked. Otherwise, how could he have trapped an early divine transformation realm cultivator without anyone noticing?
In an instant, the many powerhouses behind ye chen all stared at the young man, ready to fight at any time.
Ye Wushuang's sword eyes were cold and his sword intention was surging.
Old ancestor yellow spring's expression turned serious. He secretly transmitted his voice to ye chen, Fellow Daoist ye, I'm afraid that this person is an existence no weaker than Saint Sanyou of the corpse demon sea."
