The runes shot towards Zhou Yinan, who was unable to resist at all and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye and started to wail.

"I have already tolerated you a lot in the interests of your ancestors, but you are not ruthless. I have to destroy your cultivation today so that you will not do anything wrong with your magical cultivation."

Bo--

Suddenly, a strong wind blew past Zhang Ding's side.

Zhang Ding was stunned for a moment, then touched his cheek, and there was a blood mark on his face.

Zhang Ding looked at Chen Zhao in surprise.

"you……"

"Unlock the spells on him." Chen Zhao said indifferently.

"Junior, you..."

Bo--

Another small black ball shot through Zhang Ding's side, and the strong wind blew his face.

The old Taoist priest who was originally standing next to Zhang Ding always had a smile on his face. After Chen Zhao took action, he took a step back, which was completely expressing his attitude and had nothing to do with him.

Zhang Ding's face became extremely gloomy.

"Do you know what you're doing?"
Chapter completed!