C236 I Am the Daughter of the Grand Master

Three days later, a golden-winged eagle flew over from the Withering Dragon Sect sect. On the bird stood more than ten cultivators, and the leader, Mo Tong, had a head of white hair. Although his figure wasn't that tall, it gave off a feeling of being deep like a prison.

At this moment, many cultivators of Withering Dragon Sect were so shocked that their bodies started to crouch down