On the hillside, the black-robed elder sneered and said, "What a waste."

"I can't even catch a move."

The purple-robed elder said: "It's not that Tianyuan is a waste, but that Wang Tai's power is very strong, and he has already reached the middle-level power of a lower god."

"What should we do now?" the black-robed elder asked.

The purple-robed elder smiled sinisterly and said: "It's very simple, kill!"

"kill?"

"Do you want to attack Ziyue?" The black-robed elder was slightly shocked. Ziyue is the last person of the Night King's bloodline and the young master of the valley. If it fails...

The purple-robed elder smiled and said: "It's not her, it's Tianyuan. Our goal is to kill him. If he dies, the great elder will naturally be unable to control his anger."

The black-robed elder said: "High, really high!"

Tianyuan is an insignificant little person.

Cultivation is average.

Average talent.

But his identity is different.

The only son of the great elder.

No matter how calm the Great Elder is, the pain of losing his son will make him violent and angry.

In this way, Yewang Valley will fully deal with Ziyue.

but.

What the two elders didn't expect was that Tian Yuan did not go to his father, but quietly left the valley.
Chapter completed!