The Eastern Saint lost consciousness for a moment and took three powerless steps back. His head was shaken and he was dizzy. With his cultivation level, he almost fell down.

a bolt from the blue!

Bad news!

"Well…"

The Eastern Saint clutched his chest, his face looked painful, and a streak of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He looked sharply at the corpses of the two dead elders below, and then took another palm.

"Death to me again!"

The bodies of the two men were crushed to ashes by the Eastern Saint.

This scene frightened the onlookers.

They don't understand, what happened to make the clan leader and ancestor lose their composure?

Especially the Eastern Saint. His words were still ringing in his ears just now, but now he is almost going crazy.

"Wu Ling...it's Wu Ling!"

"He is the only one who has been to the treasure house recently..."

The Eastern Sage was very reluctant to believe this guess.

But just recalling the abnormal behavior of the Wu Ling Ancestor a few days ago, I immediately came to a conclusion.
Chapter completed!