"Luo Chen, are you willing to join my Pill Hall?"
The enthusiastic invitation reached his ears, and the warm and friendly smile was engraved in his eyes, yet Luo Chen felt his mind was in chaos.
A surge of violence emerged out of nowhere.
Having cultivated for a hundred years, once standing above thousands, once withdrawing unscathed from the Yu Race Sacred Land, even when faced with a Nascent Soul True Master, he felt he had the power to contend.
Now, just a mere Foundation Establishment True Cultivator dares to speak so brashly of subduing him!
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
A sword raised, to sever the tranquility!
Just as Luo Chen's eyes reddened even more, it seemed like thousands of voices echoed around his ear.
"Xiao Luo, this moment feels just like that moment back then!" It was the voice of Qin Liangchen.
But when Luo Chen looked at the man standing next to the wealthy old man, the other party didn't open his mouth.
Is this moment the same as that moment?
