Recruitment

The old man crossed his arms behind his back, circled around Ling Han, and said, "I've come this time firstly to retrieve the Blood Divine Crystal, and secondly to kill you."

Ling Han's heart jolted. It was that mysterious force again. The reaction speed was really fast. It had not been too long since Zha Deyuan's death.

He was sure that the monkey-like old geezer standing in front of him had unfathomable abilities. He definitely wasn't the level of Blood Transformation Tier, but at least an Extreme Bone Tier.

If he fought with all his might, he would definitely die.

However, the old geezer didn't immediately make a move, giving him a shred of hope.

En, he definitely had to prepare some powerful Talisman Weapons in the future. No matter how expensive they were, he didn't care. The feeling of being at the mercy of others was too terrible.

"Yi, aren't you going to yell for help?" the little old man asked curiously.