The phantom retracted to its original size and did not look back and said, "Are you injured?"

Luo Lin replied: "The disciple is fine."

In fact, even if he was injured, Luo Lin's self-healing ability would help him recover quickly, but his master's question still surprised him.

At least, from now on, someone has been covering him.

Zhang Yan stood up, covered his chest, looked at the phantom, and looked shocked...

Is this Luo Lin’s master?

How high is his cultivation?

The disciples of Yukunshan hurried to help him, but he moved them away.

"You want to take revenge on Yukunshan?"

Yukunshan has rejected Luo Lin many times, and Zhang Yan has also attacked Luo Lin. The master and disciple are here to worship the mountain now, and they really can't think of any other reason except for revenge.

The phantom looked at the outline of the Yukunshan Hall and said calmly: "You can't make the decision, so let your master come out."

Although this sentence is not domineering, it makes Luo Lin envious.

If you have strength, you will have enough confidence and will remain unchanged forever.

Ignore Zhang Yan completely and talk to the most powerful existence in Yukunshan.

A slightly low and surprised voice came from the Yukunshan Hall: "Who?"

Then a phantom flew out of Yukun Mountain, leaving a string of afterimages in the sky. After a few breaths, he flew from the highest point on the top of the mountain to Zhang Yan and others.

He was wearing a long robe and his hair was white.

The fairy-like Taoist sensation is calm.
Chapter completed!