"Okay!" Ling Hao responded and flew towards the palace.
call!
Just when he had just flown a distance of four to five thousand meters, a turbulent force swept in this direction, the cultivation level of the second-grade Holy Emperor.
Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and avoided the opponent's attack instead of fighting head-on.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly dodged towards the opponent's direction, and at the same time raised his hand and waved, forming a barrier to cover the two of them.
Obviously, he didn't want the fighting between the two to affect the citizens below.
"you wanna die!"
The old man on the other side looked at Ling Hao and spoke sharply.
The person who came was none other than the Right Protector of the Blood Sect, named Mobo!
call!
Chapter completed!