In the eternal night desert.
In the darkness that could only be illuminated by lightning, ning Wuye looked at Yu xuezhao with a frown.
He thought that the storage bag had been Lost In The Dream of the fallen immortal, but it turned out to be stolen by this fox demon!
Just as he was about to speak, ning Wuye suddenly noticed the two people not far from Yu xuezhao.
One of them was the young sect master of the natural born sect, nie Changfu. This person had lost an arm, his clothes were bloodstained, and his breath was extremely weak. Obviously, he had suffered a big loss in the fallen immortal dream.
As for the other person, he had met him once at the ten thousand fathoms sea. He was the new Holy Son of the heavy puppet sect, PEI Ling!
Unlike all of them, PEI Ling was not only unscathed at the moment, but he was also full of energy and his magical power was majestic. Most likely, he had gained a lot of benefits in the fallen immortal's dream.