The smile on the face of the old man surnamed Li suddenly subsided. Although the aura on his body was still the peak of the Demon's late stage, the candle in his hand was a flame that leaped.

Fang Yu originally thought that his current realm was higher than that of the old man surnamed Li. If he persuaded two other fellow disciples, he would definitely be able to capture the old man surnamed Li, but when he saw the candle in the hand of the old man surnamed Li, he knew that he was wrong.

Everyone has seen the power of the fire snake ejected from that candle, and it is definitely not something that monks in the Demon King realm can resist.

Fang Yu's face changed again and again. After a snorting, he stopped talking and comforted himself in his heart. Anyway, it was nothing to do with him, so why bother with this leisure?

Although there are fewer restrictions when not making an oath, Xiao Lingyu feels that there will definitely be trouble in the future.

Just as Xiao Lingyu weighed the pros and cons, a ray of light cast on it, and the darkness above his head slowly separated, and a crack with light continued to expand.
Chapter completed!