Boiling demon blood

"A substitution?"

Xuanyuan zhengyong narrowed his eyes and released his primordial spirit realm, scanning Chen Xiaobei's eldest disciple back and forth.

With Xuanyuan zhengyong's strength, he could naturally see that Lou Yuhong had the highest cultivation among all the people in bei Xuan sect. He was an eight-star earth-god.

Apart from Lou Yuhong, no one was Xuanyuan Ling 'an's match.

"Master, do you want me to fight?"

Lou Yuhong also knew the current situation and said in a low voice,"I'm willing to fight, but Xuanyuan zhengyong might not agree to it ..."

"You, back down!"

&Quot; you're just a new disciple. You don't have to fight today. Just watch from the side! &Quot; Chen Xiaobei said.

&Quot; this ... &Quot; Lou Yuhong's expression froze, and his face was filled with bewilderment.

He couldn't figure it out. Who else could be Xuanyuan Ling 'an's opponent besides him?

"Seventh Junior Brother, make way!"