Hunting Meet

"How is that possible?"

In midair, the armored man was shocked.

Two extremely terrifying living beings were dug out from the mine and the snow-white butterfly almost killed him!

Even a Heaven Immortal like him nearly died in the mine, but this Black Immortal before him walked out alive!

"Interesting,"

Perfected Immortal Jing Yue chuckled.

"Report your name!"

The City Lord of Glass City, Liu Yu, asked in a deep voice.

There was no way Su Zimo could leave this place in front of such a situation and everyone. He could only maintain his composure and cupped his fists. "I'm Su Zimo and I came from the lower worlds. Greetings, Exalted Immortals."

"So, you're a lowlife,"

When they heard Su Zimo's words, many experts pouted their lips with disdain in their eyes.

The weakest cultivators present were Earth Immortals.

Although Su Zimo was a Grade 9 Black Immortal, he was not worthy of their attention!