"Catch up to you?"
Yan Juefeng exclaimed with disbelief, "That's as hard as climbing to heaven!"
Bujie waved a hand and said, "Brother Yang, please stop talking; you really know how to humiliate someone!"
Yang Luo glared at him, "I see you're itching for a beating; maybe I should loosen up your bones a bit!"
As he spoke, Yang Luo rolled up his sleeves.
"Sister Luan Ge, save me!"
Bujie yelled like a ghost, quickly jumping behind Flame Emperor.
Ning Jianfeng laughed heartily, "Indeed, one thing conquers another. Only Brother Yang can handle such a rascal!"
Everyone joined in the laughter.
At this moment.
Xiang Kunlun turned to look at Mo Qingkuang on the distant mountain and said, "I wonder how Old Mo is doing; he's been silent all this time!"
Yang Luo and the others also turned to look.
At this time.
Mo Qingkuang was sitting cross-legged on a distant mountain, with a dazzling purple-gold immortal light flashing on his body.
