This is the difference in strength!

Han Daoshan walked with a smile on his face, thinking about Ye Chen step by step.

"So what if you have that magic gun? Are you enlightened today? Hand over what I want, and I can give you a whole corpse!"

"In the land of my Han family, no one can save you! Not even the Mo family!"

His tone was condescending, as if he had decided everything!

Ye Chen climbed up, holding a stone in his right hand. He was about to say something, but at this moment, an old voice slowly fell.

"Oh? Does this old man have the qualifications?"

Then, a figure wearing a white robe slowly walked over.

Every step is extremely smooth.

His appearance made the air freeze.

Even Han Daoshan's expression changed.

"Why is this guy here? Damn it!"

If he really wanted to talk about Kunlun Xuzhong, there were a few people he couldn't mess with.
Chapter completed!