Instigation

On the ancient battlefield, in a spacious place, Sir God Xue Dao with crimson hair in a crimson robe was standing there quietly. There was a cold-looking middle-aged man next to him.

"Xue Dao, when we see them later, what should you say, what should you do, you should know pretty well. There's no need for me to teach you, right?" The cold-looking middle-aged man, Emperor God Shi Yu said.

"Don't worry. I have prepared," Sir God Xue Dao smiled.

The two of them didn't wait for long.

Vroom. There was a breeze. Then, there was a figure that appeared in front of the two of them.

She was taller than five meters and her body was curvy. On her beautiful face, there was an indescribable coldness and elegance.

She stood there and the universe naturally focused on her.

"Greetings, Mister."

"Xue Dao greets Great Emperor Colored Glaze."

Looking at the incomer, Sir God Xue Dao and Emperor God Shi Yu immediately bowed and greeted.