Old Demon Luo

"Fellow Daoist Lin, we meet again. But you don't seem very happy to see Luo. Could it be that you're doing something you can't let Luo know about?"

Luo Hong looked at Tianlan Saintess with a smile, seeming to imply something.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, though your abilities are considerable, our clan's Saintess is not someone you can bully at will!"

Great Immortal Master Xu gave a cold snort and stepped between Luo Hong and Lin Yinping, responding forcefully.

Wood Kui immediately shot him a surprised look. Good heavens, was he a ruthless one too?

"Heh, such a strong reaction. It seems Luo really hit the mark. Then we can't let you live.

Fellow Daoist Wood Kui, these people will only add variables if they remain here. Killing them will make things much easier later."

Luo Hong spoke calmly of something outrageous.

"Hmph! What brazen boasting! Just the two of you, one man and one demon, think you can deal with us?

Luo Hong, is it? Ge has heard of you. Don't think that mastering a top-tier Thunder Art makes you invincible beneath heaven.

There are certainly plenty of treasures in this world capable of countering Thunder Art. You killed our sect's leader—did you think we came unprepared?!

Kill us? Hmph! In Ge's view, today will be your death anniversary!"

Ge Tianhao's impression of Luo Hong remained stuck on the intelligence from the border war. Now that they held the numerical advantage, there was no need to fear Luo Hong, who had only a single killing move.

Although Great Immortal Master Xu had acted quite forcefully just now, he now felt vaguely uneasy.

There was no other reason. Luo Hong's expression was simply too calm and detached, as if none of them posed any threat at all.

"Hehe, I was imprisoned