He fought with Hong Jun, won, but the other was indifferent; lost, but the other remained indifferent.
This old Daoist always seemed to have everything under control.
Perhaps he should change his offensive direction with Xuanqing.
He thought of the unruly Heavenly Emperor.
Breaking defenses, Xuanqing is the specialist!
"Old Daoist, I have one more Divine Skill. If you can withstand it, I don't care about this starry battle."
Luo Hou looked at Hong Jun with a serious expression.
"Just right, I also have one for you to endure."
Immortal Light like a ribbon, purple energy traversed, the Creation Jade Disc seemed to cover the Space-Time River, the Three Thousand Great Dao Laws beneath Hong Jun's feet.
"If my punch knocks you down, for two hundred thousand years, you are not allowed to leave Sumeru Mountain!" Daoist Ancestor's expression was indifferent, words truly more domineering than the Demon Ancestor.
