"The reason we have been able to resist until now is not because of courage, not being afraid of death, and not because of unity, but because... Lord Jiumo did not take action again!"

Gu Han sighed.

This reason is very sad, but it is also very realistic. After all, if you have the courage to win without fear of death, then there will not be so many regrets in the world.

"But now..."

Wu Chengfeng's tone suddenly became a little bitter: "He's awake!"

"He's stronger too!"

Xuan Zi Qi trembled slightly, and Qi Ling said worriedly: "I can clearly feel that his strength is much stronger than two hundred years ago. No one is his opponent anymore!"

"Yes, he is stronger."

Wu Chengfeng sighed sadly: "I originally thought that if I fit into Xuanzi Banner, I could compete with him, no matter how bad it is... But now I see, it's just an idiot's dream."

"Where's Xuansheng?"

Gu Han suddenly said again: "After the third fight, Lord Jiumo fell into a deep sleep. Where are the others? Where did he go? Could it be that he escaped?"

"Bah, bah, bah!"

Qi Ling suddenly became so angry that he yelled: "Don't mention this person! Ahhhh... I'm so angry with him, this coward! Traitor! I hate him so much!"

"If I escape, it won't be a big deal."

Wu Chengfeng raised his eyes, looked at the sky, and said sadly: "Fellow Taoist, you should know that there are nine divine envoys under the command of Lord Jiumo. Why are only eight of them here today?"

What?

Gu Han was shocked!

"Could it be..."
Chapter completed!