The battle of the Heavenly King Mountain

On this day, dark clouds covered the sky.

In the streets of Lakshmi Prefecture, countless black robes appeared like a tide. On the other side, a wave of people in white blocked the street. The two waves finally collided in the middle of the three-way fork, forming a clear boundary.

Another group of men in red robes had been waiting for him.

After a long while, a middle-aged man with an arrogant expression emerged from the crowd of black-clothed men. His left foot seemed to be in disharmony, but the insufferably arrogant expression on his face made people completely ignore the flaws in his body. The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a disdainful look.

This person was the all-powerful fourth master Zhao in Lakshmi mansion.

"Ask old Liu to come out and see me." He said in a deep voice.

"Lao Xi, Lao si, you haven't entered the pool yet. Why are you in such a hurry to see me?"