บท 1433: Die, ants!

He was the strongest person in ancestor hanming's sect.

The cold nether sect could be ranked in the top ten among all the immortal sects in the outer realms. Whether it was in terms of background or the ranking of their mother planet, they were not something an immortal sect like the ethereal Palace could compare to.

"It's actually patriarch hanming. He's at the soul formation stage and his ice-type true Qi is extremely domineering ..."

"Isn't this person from the Ruins of Yin? And now, you've come for ye nankuang. "

“……”

With the appearance of ancestor hanming, the silent heaven and earth suddenly exploded, followed by the sound of people sucking in cold air.

"Daoist hanming, you're right. We've come to earth for a win-win situation. How can we easily form a grudge with China?"

"Let's go!" After patriarch hanming, another indifferent voice boomed in the void. As the void trembled, a silver giant appeared.