A mysterious call.

"The natural born sect!"

"This bu Xuan is the pavilion master of the joyous Pavilion!"

"How can he still come over? Wasn't he ..."

"Shh! Silence! Do you not want to live anymore? Is a natural born teacher someone I can comment on?"

Many of the wandering cultivators whispered among themselves, their expressions ugly.

Su zhentian and Liu Yan Dynasty were both famous and righteous sects with good reputations. Even if their true disciples were present, they wouldn't dare to linger.

But the heaven born sect wasn't so easy to talk to.

After the other party arrived, they would immediately start a massacre and it was not impossible for them to wash the entire scene with blood!

&Quot; it's fine. The direct disciple of Su Zhen and Tian Qiao is here. She won't let the fiendish cultivators kill us. &Quot; In their panic, some of them reminded each other and looked at the white and pink cloud. They felt much more at ease.

Not bad!