Kill the Ancestral Temple Keeper of the Human Race.
It has been over a year since the last big defeat. During this time, the Master of the Qiu Yin Vein has dispatched countless personnel to gather scattered soldiers outside and to gather intelligence.
The affairs of the three divisions on Jishan are well known, as is the fact of the Three Fire Ancestral Temple Keeper.
A Human Race that even Muo Xiao could not deal with, send him?
The Master of the Qiu Yin Vein felt this was giving it a hard time.
If you have the courage, go yourself.
If you want to kill it, just act directly.
"Haha..."
Muo Xiao, the Great Witch Priest, laughed heartily, "A useless being like you also has ambitions? What a cosmic joke."
Muo Xiao's laughter continued for a long time, making the Master of the Qiu Yin Vein so furious that its entire body surged with blood.
But it just swelled for a moment.
This made Muo Xiao laugh even louder.
