Suddenly!
A gust of cold wind swept in, blowing open the palace gates.
It made an ear-piercing "creak, creak" sound.
Jian Yong, who was furiously attacking, couldn't help but shiver.
"What's going on?"
Jian Yong's excitement was interrupted, and immediately his face was full of anger.
However, when he saw the silhouette of the person walking in, his expression froze on his face.
This devil's figure he would never forget, not even in death!
"You, you, you aren't dead already?"
The person was Li Chen!
He didn't say a word, just a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Li Chen's Death God-like smile, Jian Yong immediately felt a chill down his spine.
"The immortals of the Heavenly Thunder Sect are here too, you cannot be insolent!"
Li Chen finally spoke, coldly saying: "Don't worry, each one of you, none can escape, it's just a matter of time!"
Jian Yong's back was chilled, without hesitation, he grabbed a maid beside him and flung her towards Li Chen.
