C938 Reextermination of the Bazin Tribe

In the air above the lotus flower.

Zhang Haorann was wearing a green robe and was looking forward. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the immortal cultivating under the lotus. His expression remained the same as he continued forward.

Ba Qingyu flew up into the sky and stopped Zhang Haorann.

"Are you the Luo Hou Institution Great Bureau Immortal, Zhang Haorann?" Ba Qingyu asked arrogantly