Holy Monk Ku Rong spoke.

Qin Xuance, "Of course... I may feel some physical pain. But I believe that the character of the leaders will not embarrass a weak person like me. And... although we are enemies, I believe that,

I may be of some use to you! For example, against the Xuantian Divine Clan!"

"Haha...you kid with a yellow mouth, you are really arrogant!"

Lu Yaoxian suddenly raised his voice, but he was clearly more like a child now.

"I don't know if I'm being arrogant...but let me ask you, do you really know the foundation of the Xuantian Divine Clan?"

"No matter how cautious Di Tianjiao is, how many years has he passed? You have only seen the three clans working together to suppress the interests of the Ming Cult. But... is Di Tianjiao conserving his strength and waiting for opportunities?"

"He dares to say that our Panyao Temple has an army of 120,000, and the army of the gods is only 50,000!"

Yaogu spoke.

"But you came here to kill the Zuojia Ming Cult, so will our Ming Cult army risk their lives to fight!"

"How many of the armies of the three tribes will be left by then?"
Chapter completed!