A yellow mud well

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life!"

The old Daoist in blue knelt on the ground and kowtowed as if he was pounding garlic, his body shaking like screening chaff.

At this moment, he was completely scared out of his wits.

In just a quarter of an hour, the rest of the people had been suppressed, leaving him alone!

They had five people on their side, three of them were late-stage heaven Immortals, one of them was a mid-stage heaven immortal, and one of them was a late-stage earth immortal. Even if they joined forces, they could not do anything to this monster!

This monster was as terrifying as the rumors had said!

He was filled with regret.

He shouldn't have done this. In the past, he had been lucky and succeeded a few times, but now that he had encountered a tough one, he had been defeated!

"Do you think I'll let you go?"

Tang Hao strolled over and looked at him coldly.

The Azure-robed Daoist's body swayed and his face turned even paler.