Pressing down with his big hand, the middle-aged Taoist's burst of power was directly defeated, and he was grabbed by Lu Ming like a little chicken.

"Be brave, I am a true immortal, let me go, let me go..."

The middle-aged Taoist roared and struggled constantly, but to no avail.

"It turned out to be a paper tiger, and I was almost frightened."

Lu Ming curled his lips.

This guy had an aura of superiority, but his strength was very weak. At most, he was equivalent to an ordinary Seven Tribulations quasi-immortal. Under Lu Ming's full attack, he was directly suppressed.

To be honest, Lu Ming was almost frightened at first, as he met a true immortal.

But as soon as the middle-aged Taoist opened his mouth, he became suspicious.

If he were a true immortal, would he be so interested in the things on his body that he would let him keep storage rings, etc.?

The other party didn't know that he had a true immortal ring on him, he just thought he was a quasi-immortal.

Lu Ming had never heard of such a low-level true immortal going to snatch a quasi-immortal's storage ring.
Chapter completed!