C1236 Nine Heavens Palace

Wang Ye and the others who were standing in the distance chuckled and said: "Good luck, Senior!"

"What the f * ck!" Are you sure you don't want to help? " Nan Luokujing clenched his right fist.

The person in front of him was Martial Ancestor Damoth. If he were to use a fist technique, he would definitely shit on him.

If he was hit by the Great Mercy Palm