Chapter 1,153: All Below the Saintly Stage Are Ants

out seven silver needles and inserted them into Changsun Qiulan's head—the Seven Needles Soul-Fixing Technique.Things have come to this, some things still need to be clarified."Auntie, if you have any...Several people were on Ye Bufan's private jet, so it was very convenient. They arrived in the capital city in the late afternoon.

Two Humvees were parked in front of the airport exit. A handsome young couple stood under the vehicles; they were Dongfang Renjie and Dongfang Huizhong, from the Dongfang family.

“That annoying guy, he just vanished without a trace for so many days. I'll have to settle the score with him when he gets back.”

Dongfang Hui Zhong casually slapped the hood of the Hummer, leaving a deep handprint instantly.

"Ouch, I'm telling you, sister, this one is mine. If you want to take a picture, just take your own one..."

Before Dongfang Renjie could finish his words, Dongfang Huizhong slapped him again, leaving a deeper handprint.

"Alright, granny. I give up. If you want to take pictures, go ahead." Du Lang and the others were so nervous. Before they were all cultivators of the Huashen realm, comparable to fifth-order monsters, with a level advantage over the fourth-order Gale Wolf.But now that...