C219 Victory or defeat

"Whiz!"

Lu Xian's sword cut through the air, releasing a loud screech!

In the face of the Rahu, who no longer held anything back, the already weak Coiling King ended up in the hands of his two fellow Daoists.

Di Jun narrowed his eyes, a dim light flickered in his eyes.

Even though he had invited the ancestor, Di Jun did not really care about him.

Naturally, he would not take care of them