Another Old Qin (1)

"He's looking for you. Old Qin, go and talk to him."

Old Qin immediately shivered. "Brother, stop joking."

"Joking?" Lin Yan pulled Old Qin out of his arms. The strange energy that kept invading his body was still around him. "Who told you that I was joking?"

The moment the Black Tortoise Divine Armor dissipated, Lin Yan's figure appeared again. At the same time, he controlled the eight human demon tiger servants that he had previously controlled to gather towards him and protect the three altars with Rakshasa's Daughter.

As for himself, he grabbed Old Qin and walked towards the huge mouth formed by more than a hundred white jade Buddha statues.

"The king you want is right here!"

With a loud shout, the Buddha statue monster immediately stiffened for a moment. All the Buddha statues on it turned their heads and looked at Lin Yan fanatically.