"Senior! Goodbye!"
Cultivators stood up and bid farewell to Taiyuan Taoist before flying into the sky.
"Senior, we'll be leaving too!"
The people of the great void, the divine curse, and the three heavens of the South Pole stood up together and said their goodbyes to Taiyuan Taoist.
There were eleven people from the three orthodoxies.
In addition, there were also a few people who were not from the three great orthodoxies. There were seven of them, making a total of 18 people.
"Senior, it's not that we don't want to stay, but there's something we really need to do. We need to go back to Pangu and take care of that little devil surnamed Tang! As long as this devil is not killed, Pan Gu will never be at peace. "
Daoist nanshou's face was filled with hatred.
"Go! I wish you all the best!"
Tai Yuan Taoist smiled and nodded at him.
"Go! I'll go back and deal with that kid. Right, I'll also take back my star!"
