"This is the Heavenly Blood Communication Technique!"

"Only people above the level of my Truman elder will do it."

Great Elder Tang Xian's expression was grave, looking up at the void.

"It's the fifth elder."

"He's sending us a message."

On the top of the Trumen, a graceful and beautiful figure stands in the world.

The long skirt fluttered, and the lavender earrings swayed slightly in the wind.

The noble and stunning temperament makes thousands of people feel ashamed.

At this time, the lord of Truman looked at the horizon with a blank expression on his face.

The cold voice sounded slowly.

For a moment, everyone in Chumen Mountain looked up.

They just want to know what is the important message that the Fifth Elder is allowed to convey in this way.

Soon, in the void, the countless blood lines gathered towards the same place as if being drawn.

Finally, several fonts slowly focused in everyone's pupils.

"He is back!!"

"That man is back!"

"he....."

It seems that the five elders have not finished speaking.

It seems that the next sentence will say the name of that person.

However, no one knew why, and the action suddenly stopped.

In the void, the font formed by the blood lines shattered like glass in an instant.

"What... what's going on?"

"Why did it stop?"

"Why didn't the fifth elder continue?"

"Who the hell is back?"

"who is he?"

Seeing this scene, Trumen Mountain was in panic.

Everyone didn't know what happened.

I don't even know who the man the fifth elder is talking about is.

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