At present, the old man stood in the distance, with his hands folded in front of his chest, looking at Yuan Shu with his disdainful eyes.

"Tang Chen told me back then that the disciples he carefully searched for were not as talented as Lu Jie, a disciple of the Enlightenment Saint."

"When I saw him today, not only was he not very skilled in the art of world spirit, but his courage was also surprisingly small."

"If you are such a weak person, it seems that Tomson really made a mistake this time."

The black-haired old man had a thunderous voice and was extremely sarcastic.

When it fell into Yuan Shu's ears, he became even more furious.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Shu began to set up the formation.

In just one cup of tea, an exquisite protective formation was erected around him.

"Brother Li, come on."

When Yuan Shu said this, even his eyes changed.
Chapter completed!