"I'm afraid not half of the people have gone out."

"Who, who the hell is messing with the Alchemist Association? This lineup looks like it's ready for a fight."

"Hey, is their destination the Island of Death?"

"Ask the people over there!"

Soon, the news reached Death Island.

A group of powerful domain masters who are eating melon seeds and drinking soda, open the communication talisman!

In an instant, the expressions of the group of people changed dramatically.

???

The entire army of the Alchemist Association has launched an attack?

Lying on grass! Lying on grass!

What to do?

Do you want to hit us?

"Life is in danger, please help!"

"The people in the Alchemist Association are going crazy, please support us quickly."

In an instant, nine mountains and ten seas, countless sect forces, strong men like clouds, broke through the air and left!

"Wucao, Wucao, what's going on!"

"Is this about to start a war?"
Chapter completed!