The old man was not angry. He looked up at the king of Great Han, turned around, and looked at the king of Silkworm extermination. Suddenly, he started coughing!
He coughed violently!
“15 suns and moons, half a year...”
The old man pointed at the king of Great Han, panting a little, zhu tiandao laughed, “Old Wang, don’t die of anger. This is nothing! Right now, the suns and moons of the six-winged divine sect are chasing after ye Batian’s grand disciple, Chen Yong. Everyone knows this, but they can’t kill the six-winged divine sect!”
“Lan Tian has been hiding in the Great Xia mansion for decades. No one knows.”
“In the three great seas, several suns and moons of the ten thousand clans are active.”
“The original cult master is still stirring up trouble everywhere!”
“A large number of the ten thousand clans are still attacking the people...”
