Trial World.
One of the Seven Major Cities.
At this moment, before an ordinary residential house, Liang Sheng stood with a smile on his face, and a trembling old man wore a bitter expression.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"
Liang Sheng was unbothered, his expression normal.
"It doesn't matter who I am. Today, I want to drink tea with Old Sir and taste the natural fragrance of tea. I wonder if Old Sir is willing to give me this honor?"
The old man was the Human Clan Martial God.
At this time, the Human Clan Martial God deeply looked at Liang Sheng, then at the southwest direction, his eyes full of anxiety. He decided not to waste any more time and made his position clear that he didn't want to keep him company, even if the other party was extremely mysterious.
"Right now, there's a battle between the two races in the southwest. The Demon Race's Old Immortal has already rushed over. For the safety of the Human Clan, I have no choice but to go.
