C1429 Baiyufeng

Just as Zhang Xiaojian was about to grab the green bottle gourd, the ancestor in front of him turned blurry. In the next second, he disappeared, leaving behind a piece of Divine Wood.

"Ancestor." Zhang Xiaojian didn't know why, but he felt something flowing out of his eyes, turning ice-cold.

In the air, another blurry figure appeared and smiled at Zhang Xiaojian