Power Struggle

At this moment, all the top cultivators of the sects and the nine monks raised their heads to look at the scene above the rainbow shadow lotus peak.

Jian Wushuang and the others naturally heard Konglun's oath and their gazes were filled with different emotions.

There was respect in Jian Wushuang's eyes, confusion in Chen Qing's, suspicion in Chun Qiu's, and a sneer in Di Qing's.

As for the heroic-looking woman, she was also very respectful.

In order to vindicate Dao, he did not hesitate to make such an oath. It was extremely bitter.

"Senior Brother, you're so slow."

Jian Qing's eyes were filled with sorrow, but he didn't say anything. His figure seemed to age in an instant.

"Kindness," The nine monks lowered their eyelids and put their palms together, strengthening the rainbow shadow lotus peak and not letting the Blood Qi stain it.