Watching the crowd in front of him, and especially Fang Cheng among them, he let out a mad cackle, "Mr. Fang, we meet again. My Taoism has reached seventy, I've made it! Seventy in Taoism, unprecedented! I have become an immortal!"
"You're jumping the gun. Besides, I'm in a hurry, it's almost time for work, and I haven't prepared my red packets for starting work. So, sorry about that."
"What are you sorry for! The only thing you should apologize for is angering me!"
A group of players looked at Xuanjizi with pity, then, without turning their heads, bypassed him and ran towards the Golden Throne.
He reached out to grab the Alien beside him, but found he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.
Looking down, he saw a hole punched through his chest, and the familiar sensation made him cry out, "Palm Thunder again! How could you do this, why Palm Thunder again!"
"It's enough."
