The ancestor Zongheng looked angry and wanted to make some harsh words.

However, his eyes were bright and his face was solemn: "Your face doesn't seem to be the original one, who are you?"

Baihu said lightly: "The Zongheng School is best at talking, not martial arts!"

"So, be respectful in front of my prince in the future, otherwise, be careful that I will remove your bones!"

"What a joke!"

The ancestor Zongheng smiled and said, "Are you a newly promoted half-step land god looking for death?"

Xiatian Interface: "Zongheng Special Envoy, if you think you are strong, you can try it out now!"

The ancestor Zongheng felt the threat and did not provoke again: "King of Huangzhou, you hang the people of the Rebirth Sect on the city wall to attract the great figures of the Rebirth Sect to rescue him and to lure the snake out of the hole!"

"Now, your only half-step land god in Huangzhou is here. If that person appears in Huangzhou City, who can deal with her?"

"You miscalculated!"
Chapter completed!