C865 Strong Dao Dust

Gu Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank as he stared at the person in front of him.

This is a handsome old man. He is tall and slender, wearing a Daoist robe. On his chest, there is a big 'X'.

"The tenth elder of Dao Sect, Daochen!"

Gu Xuan could not help but blurt out.

There was no mistake, this handsome old man was the brain of "Dao Sect, dust" — — Elder Daochen.

"What's going on