Under the pressure of his big hand, the power of the middle-aged Taoist was directly defeated and was caught by Lu Ming, like a little chicken.

"Bold, I am a true immortal, let go of me quickly, let me go..."

The middle-aged Taoist roared and struggled constantly, but it was useless at all.

"It turned out to be a paper tiger, almost frightened."

Lu Ming curled his lips.

This guy has a high aura, but his power is very weak. At most, he is equivalent to an ordinary seven-tribulation quasi-immortal. With Lu Ming's full force, he was directly suppressed.

To be honest, Lu Ming was almost frightened at the beginning, and one met a true immortal.

But as soon as the middle-aged Taoist spoke, he became suspicious.

If a true immortal is really interested in his things, he will leave his storage ring, etc.?

The other party didn't know that he had a true immortal ring on his body, but he just thought he was a quasi-immortal.

Lu Mingke has never heard of such a level-less true immortal who would snatch the storage ring of a quasi-immortal.
Chapter completed!