On the other side of the time tomb exit, an immortal ship slowly appeared.
Jiumu Qing sat on the ship, becoming the Ghost King, reshaping his foundation, and had already broken through to the Immortal Venerate.
Beside him, Su Yuniang reported information:
"Report, sir. Upon entering, we planned ahead, left various information to guide them to block the other exit, and now we have made the Bottle-Storage Immortal Venerate take the blame for us!"
"Well done."
Jiumu Qing showed a satisfied smile.
Even she had to admit that Xirong Manor Master really knew how to enjoy life!
These dog slaves were too resourceful.
Like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another.
These self-proclaimed little blacksmiths and players were too ruthless, and their execution was terrifyingly strong.
