C827 See Kong Xi Again

"Bam!"

Inside the Talisman Dao Alliance, a red wooden table made of thousand-year-old ancient wood was shattered into pieces as a palm slammed down on it.

"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

A middle-aged man with a ferocious expression and distorted facial features roared at the few people kneeling in front of him, "He's just a useless person without any cultivation. After searching for so long