Chapter 85: The Crisis
Within the sky of the Yannxia Cave, a gray mist rushed up, suddenly shaking the purple gold gourd open, and imprisoning it there, so that it could not continue to swallow the monks. A gray shadow rushed over quickly, this is an old man who can not see his age, white hair, but very red face, can be described as crane, said: "Please calm your anger." He directly pushed the purple gold gourd over, Jiang Yichen cold hum, put away their treasures. "Who are you?" Jiang Yifei asked. "Old decay is the ruler of the misty sky." "No wonder they have such power to suppress the purple and gold gourds." Jiang Yifei nodded and said, "But I'm afraid you can't stop us." "Yes, the old man understands." The head of Yanxia Dongtian admitted frankly, and then continued to open his mouth: "I do not know wh
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