บท 1529: The High Priest Is the Most Beautiful!

Normally, Ji Pengfei wouldn't dare to be so reckless. After all, both Madam Leng and the Zhitian Temple had stepped forward. But now, things were different! Because of Old Ancestor Ji, the Ji Family now had four Domain Monarchs and 300,000 troops.

Besides, even if the clans had sent their troops here a month ago, they wouldn't be able to make it in time! Only the Ji Clan could rely on their geographical advantage of being close to the Myriad Territory City to dispatch so many troops in a month.

Therefore, Ji Pengfei was fearless! He was determined to avenge his son, but…

"Oh my! Who is this?" The loud and clear voice that was mocking him suddenly sounded at this moment! Then, Ji Pengfei's angry roar and taunting stomped over.

At the same time, there was a clear purple mist! It had already attacked from the west, like a shallow wave, the aftermath was endless, wave after wave.