“Ha ha ha...”

The old man in brown robe with triangle eyes sneered at him mercilessly. After hearing Elder Qing’s words, he said, sitting in front of Elder Qing, “Qing Weiyue, are you scared out of your wits in Wuyang City by Bingshu? Just a little Jindan Immortal. How can our Meng Sect be afraid of him?”

“That’s right.”

Before Qing Weiyue refuted, First Elder who sat on the left-hand seat sullenly said, looking at Qing Weiyue with cold ...