Going to the Lihuo Ancient Race to Benefit off Them!
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Pei Zhan suddenly died?"
Qin Daofu widened his eyes in disbelief.
"Mad Daoist, as the clan leader of the Lihuo ancient race, Pei Zhan's strength should be similar to Wei Chaotian's. Why did he suddenly die?"
He was puzzled.
The Mad Daoist was also shocked.
"It is indeed quite sudden. Could it be that Zhao Zichen did it? Oh right, we were too busy collecting corpses. Where is that bastard?"
It was only then that they remembered Zhao Zichen.
However, when the Mad Daoist and Qin Daofu looked around, his figure had long disappeared. They couldn't even feel a trace of his aura.
"Damn it! We actually let that bastard escape again?" Qin Daofu cursed with an unhappy expression.
The Mad Daoist also frowned.
If Zhao Zichen escaped, he might become a huge threat in the future.
"You don't need to look for him anymore, Zhao Zichen is already dead."
Whoosh!