"Father!"
"Clan Leader!"
The arrival of the white-robed man revitalized the members of the Qi Clan, who were in a desperate situation, filling them with excitement.
Lu Changsheng's Daoist robe was soaked with sweat, and he secretly wiped a handful of cold sweat.
If the white-robed man hadn't arrived in time, Lu Changsheng would have perished at the hands of the Qing Lion King.
Fortunately, he bet correctly this time.
The Sun, Moon, and Five Stars Wheels, scattered by sword qi, whirled through the air and returned to Qing Lion King's side, revolving around him.
Seeing the white-robed man, Qing Lion King looked grim.
"Qing Lion King, you dared to kill my clan members, blood must be repaid with blood."
"I'll handle the Qing Lion King, you all take care of the other demon race."
The white-robed man drew his sword, his aura already locked onto the Qing Lion King.
