Especially Ran Deng, who frowned and said, "Laojun, you were born before the universe and are several times more powerful than me. Why did you let me suppress the most dangerous Zhuxian Sword Sect? Wouldn't it be safer if you took action? Could it be that Laojun still wants to hold back?"

Randeng was extremely reluctant to confront the Zhuxian Sword Gate, because that thing could kill anyone it wanted!

But with his personality, he would not want to do anything even if it was a little dangerous, let alone such a life-threatening fight?

The old man glanced at him and said slowly, "It's not easy for me to take action. If I do, someone stronger will arrive, and then it will be difficult to do anything."

Ran Deng laughed out loud and said, "Laojun, isn't that ridiculous? Someone stronger? If there's anyone stronger than you, Laojun, it can only be the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian. If a saint could take action, I, Daoist brother, would have already lowered my hand to cover the sky and crushed these ants to death. Why would we bother with this? If you, Laojun, don't give me an explanation, I won't take the risk! Laojun, you are so prudent and self-protective, I don't feel ashamed."

"Stop talking nonsense."

After hearing what Ran Deng said, Laojun narrowed his eyes slightly and seemed a little angry.

He looked at Ran Deng indifferently and said, "Yuan Shi has issued a decree. Everything here is subject to my command. I told you to go, so go. If you are unhappy, you can complain to Yuan Shi later! But if you don't listen to me now, I'm afraid a great calamity will come!"

Laojun is usually kind to others and has a friendly face.

But now it suddenly became cold, and a terrible murderous intent rose directly from the bottom of Ran Deng's heart, making the hairs on his body stand on end!

If you dare to talk nonsense again, disaster will come!