Yanzhou, West.
A mountain range was covered in a thick blood mist.
In the fog, there were screams and screams from time to time.
Bang!
In the main Peak's Hall, a burly man in a golden robe clenched his fist and crushed a head in his palm, causing a bloody mist to burst out.
He narrowed his eyes, which were as cold as a poisonous snake, and stared at the white-robed elder in front of him.
The old man collapsed to the ground, his face pale and his Qi extremely weak.
"Old man, I told you to kneel down and open your soul for me to search, but you refused. Now, are you satisfied?" The Golden-robed man sneered.
"You devil ..."
The old man gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.
"Can't you say something new?" The Golden-robed man scratched his ear and teased.
"Go!"
Then, he shouted.
Behind him, there was a flash of golden light.
The next moment, the old man was tied up by a golden python and lifted up.
