C248 Magical Equipment Coordination

By the time Taoist Yueguan finished speaking, Luo Xuan was no longer able to operate the Ten Thousand Crows Pot.

In the distant Fire Cloud Cave, a ruddy-faced old man clad in beast skin looked towards the direction of the Jiepai Pass. He coldly snorted as he pointed his finger in the direction of the voice.

Suiren!

However, there were no longer any legends about him in the prehistoric era