Red robe and black hair, a towering figure.
With sword-like brows and starry eyes, his expression was cold and fierce.
Even with a completely different skin tone, the familiar facial features still allowed Fishing Elder and Zi Hou to recognize the newcomer.
The Master of Peng Lake at the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering—Qingyang Demon Lord!
However, the opponent's thunderous strike just now, which instantly killed Ghost Child, still left the two in disbelief.
When did Qingyang Zi, who was skilled in tool casting, become so formidable?
Zi Hou hesitated and said: "Qingyang Zi—Luo Hai?"
Luo Chen held the Octagon Pavilion in his hand and looked over calmly, nodding slightly.
"Friend Zi Hou, it has been many years since we last met; your elegance remains unchanged!"
Having been confirmed, the woman in purple became even more alarmed, quickly adjusting her mindset, and forced a smile: "I am not as distinguished as you, Friend; your elegance surpasses the past!"
