The faces of the people of Red Moon City were extremely ugly. Tang Qing was by no means a reckless fool. After the incident with song Yueyang in the city, he was still alive and well. Moreover, the four extremes sect's forces were so powerful. This man was definitely not simple.
"Tang Qing, you brat, aren't your words a little too big?" elder Hong said coldly. This old man really wants to see what kind of trump card you have that can stop me from making a move!"
Tang Qing smiled slightly and respectfully invited somewhere in the sky, " "My Lord, please show yourself."
Everyone's heart trembled as they turned their eyes towards the void.
As Tang Qing's voice fell, the endless black night seemed to gather there, condensing into a black robe, and gradually revealed a figure.
The man walked forward gently, and with every step, a ripple spread in the air. He walked extremely slowly, but everyone in the red moon City had a gloomy expression.
