Let's go, Peak Master Lin, the pill world welcomes you

"What?"

The stellar patriarch was at a loss for words. He had nothing to say. Things had gone beyond his expectations. Was there something wrong with The Prodigy roll?

It was impossible.

He didn't believe that The Prodigy roll was wrong.

But if there was no mistake, what was this person's situation?

Zhou Diwu's defeat might have been an excuse, but now that Mu Feng of the clear Daoist sect had lost, they could not say that it was due to carelessness.

When he looked over, the immeasurable old ancestor's face was so dark that he looked like he was about to kill someone.

At this moment, the star ancestor felt a little better. At least the star Pavilion was not the most miserable one. There was still the old man, Wu Liang, accompanying him.

"Hey! I say, astral ancestor, you can't be so shameless. Just answer me if there's a problem with The Prodigy roll. Is it that difficult?" Lin fan frowned and asked.