Overbearing!
Too overbearing!
From Afar, the cultivators of the five phoenixes saw the three consecutive beams of light smashing onto the old monk's body, causing the old monk, who was originally standing like a withered pine tree, to kneel at the bottom of the sea.
It was as if the entire bottom of the sea was about to be kneeled through.
Everyone was speechless, but there was an inexplicable excitement in their hearts.
Du Longyang, dressed in a black robe and carrying a folding spear on his back, was floating in the air with his legs crossed. Looking from afar, he could not help but take a deep breath.
"Young Master Lu, you are as overbearing as ever."
One-armed ye Shoudao's eyes were sparkling. "You still have that temperament."
Ni Chunqiu's eyes were sparkling with starlight. Staring into the distance, he could not help but cheer.
"This is my brother Lu! He is so overbearing that people can't hate him!"
