Having said that, the middle-aged Taoist priest pinched his fingers to cast a divination spell. His right hand burst forth with countless complex finger techniques, causing a dizzying array of shadows to appear before finally opening wide like it was bearing something, and then lifting upwards.,When the myriad divine immortals were discussing, a middle-aged Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, seeming somewhat surprised and uncertain.,"Damn it..." Miaokong felt a surge of impotent rage: "How could the annihilation of Lou Guandao cause such a stir The thing I prepared to suppress Tianji would be nothing more than scrap paper in front of so many powerful gods and immortals. I originally thought that Lou Guandao had long since declined, even though my ancestors were once wealthy, but now the Sect Master only has the cultivation base of forming alchemy. If they had such a strong backing, why would they be in this state!"。