The conflict caused by the thousand-refined blood gold

Not long after, the white-haired old man returned.

miss xuanxiang, the sect master wants you to go in!

The old man said.

Immediately, Lu Ming, Xuan Xiang, and Xuan Zhong followed the old man into the room.

As for the others, they all dispersed.

Following the old man, they passed through a few checkpoints and arrived at a large hall.

Eight people were sitting in the hall.

Sitting at the top was a middle-aged man with a square face and an extremely burly figure.

"Father!"

The moment Xuan Xiang entered, she called out with a smile.

This burly man was the sect master of the weapon forging sect, Xuan long.

"I heard that you were ambushed by the corpse guards of the sky corpse sect. Are you alright? You little girl, I told you not to run around, but you didn't listen!"

Xuan long got up from his seat and walked down. He carefully sized up Xuan Xiang and scolded with a smile.