The royal palace of the capital was surrounded by a thick spiritual barrier at this time.
Finn hovered over the palace, looking at the careless ancestor inside the spiritual barrier, his eyes were quite melancholy.
“You ruined my Wuxinzong?”
Inside the palace, Wuxin ancestor’s voice is low, but the anger in it can be heard by individuals.
If it were not for the masters standing behind the Demon Sect Master, he would definitely jump out and slap the masked Demon Sect Master to death.
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