Clear asking price

"An ant idiot, challenge me and kill yourself!"

Shengwufeng's face flushed and couldn't help but shout.

Mu Yun is really bold, and he is only in the realm of the gods, and he is screaming in front of him, the four-fold Nirvana, who has created the four soul altar super powers. It is almost too long for his life!

With one step out, Shengwufeng's whole body was soaring, and the four layers of soul altar under him, with a strong sense of oppression, rushed Mu Yun away.

"Haha...hahahaha...have not been out for ten thousand years, the back on the Continent of Heavenly Fate has become so rampant, haha..."

However, between the shots of Shengwufeng, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded.

The laughter fell, and a figure stood in front of Mu Yun impressively.

He was dressed in a black robe and gray hair scattered messily behind him. The old man Wan Gui thought he was very chic and stood in front of Mu Yun.