Seeing this person in the purple robe, the Mountain Lord immediately flew down to his side, bowed to the ground, and respectfully saluted, "Your most humble servant, the Mountain Lord, greets the Lord!"
"Hmm!" The person in the purple robe nodded slightly, extended his finger, and shot out a jet-black demonic qi that drilled into the Mountain Lord's mind.
After a while, a trace of anger appeared in the eyes of the person in the purple robe, and he said, "Damn waste, you've lost my billions of troops, and yet you still have the face to live. Go die!"
As he said this, his hand filled with terrifying black destructive demonic qi, and he slapped the top of the Mountain Lord's skull, instantly smashing his head along with his Primordial Spirit into pieces.
The pitiful Mountain Lord didn't even have time to plead for mercy before he perished on the spot.
He gently clapped his hands, turned his head to look at Hong Jun and the others, and said, "Old friends, long time no see!"
