บท 2345: Strange Feeling

The purple-robed cultivator with the silver mask had already arrived behind him!

How could this be?

Wasn't that person already stopped by the Sect Master?

Random thoughts flashed through Old Man Skeleton's mind.

He could see Painting Immortal Mo Qing right in front of him, within reach, but he did not dare to move at all!

Old Man Skeleton turned around slowly and looked behind him.

With that glance, he saw a cold silver mask. The eyes beneath the mask were deep and cold without any emotions!

Old Man Skeleton's heart skipped a beat.

He looked down.

There was someone else in the hands of the Martial Dao Prime Body—it was Sect Master White Bones.

The master of White Bones Sect, the peerless fiend ranked tenth on the Perfected Fiend Ranking, was in a wretched state.

His cloak was stained with blood and one of his arms was crippled while his neck was crushed!