C628 Tan Ziyang

Whoosh!

At the tomb of the first sect master of the Cloud Sect, the current mausoleum had already suffered serious damage and collapsed into ruins. At this moment, the sky was dark and the wind was blowing strongly. A figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an ordinary looking youth.

It was Ye Xing.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

Mota asked