My master, Lu Ming

However, Lu Xiangxiang still shook her head.

The old man was getting anxious. Lu Xiangxiang was so young, yet she had such a cultivation level. Furthermore, she was able to pass through the passageway in eight minutes. She was definitely very talented. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her.

"Little girl, who is your master? I'll go talk to him!"

The old man said.

"My master is Lu Ming!"

Lu Xiangxiang's crisp voice rang out, causing everyone's heart to tremble.

Yuan Xin, the son of chaos, had his eyes flash with Two Bright Lights like sword lights.

The elder devil's eyes flickered and a layer of demonic light spread out from his body.

There was also Mu yang. His eyes were filled with cold killing intent as he looked at Lu Xiangxiang with hostility.

"Lu Ming!"

The unscrupulous monk muttered as if he was reminiscing. He sized Lu Xiangxiang up again.

"Lu Ming? which Lu Ming?"

The old man asked again.