His inheritance stone suddenly buzzed, and then he took out the original mirror in front of several old men.

The desolate voice from Fu Zhanlong came from the original mirror and echoed in the main hall: "Chief, Heng'er is gone, gone, gone. He died in the Yulan Empire."

puff!

Hearing this, the original mirror fell to the ground and rolled several times.

Fu Bei staggered and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How could Fu Heng die?"

"Isn't Fu Zhanlong here?"

Several old men also put down their affairs and gathered around Fu Bei.

Fu Bei looked much older in an instant, and he forced a smile: "No, how could I, Heng'er, die?"

"Brother Fu, you rush to the Yulan Empire immediately. We will support you and Yuanshan Tower will support you."

The elders all comforted.

"No matter who it is, they will pay for my son's life!!"

Fu Bei shed tears, picked up the original mirror and roared in the hall.

Then a large number of powerful people gathered at the top of Yuanying Mountain. As Fu Bei waited for a while, more experts arrived, including dozens of people in the Transformation Saint Realm. As he urged Yuan Xiang to fly away from Yuan in the air,

Baby Mountain.

"Something big must have happened, so many senior officials of the Yuanshan Army were dispatched."
Chapter completed!