"BOOM! Continue blasting!"
On an immortal warship, a man was lying on a wide, luxurious bed.
Around him, there were more than ten women. They were wearing almost transparent chiffon dresses, and their figures could be clearly seen. Some of them were holding Jade plates and kneeling at the side, while others were holding Jade fans and gently Fanning them.
There were also some who peeled spirit fruits and delivered them to the man's mouth.
The man ate the spirit fruit contentedly and roared at the front from time to time.
"These old bastards from longevity mountain actually don't take our Ping Tian sect seriously. They deserve to die! You guys work hard, break down the mountain Gate and capture all of them. Kill all the men and make the women immortal slaves!"
"Yes! Young master!"
A loud and clear response came from all directions.
Everyone from the Pingtian sect was rather excited, and many of them had lecherous expressions.
