The Skeletron King could not have imagined that the plan he had worked on for many years was preempted by this group of men in black from unknown sources, ruining his entire layout.

Looking at the group of people in front of him, there was a hint of provocation in his eyes, but there was a hint of looming fear. Because he still doesn't know who is behind this group of people? What is the purpose of their visit? And when did they discover this valley? Is there a bigger trap behind this?

Of course, how could the Tartar Skeleton King think so much at this time. No matter how you say it, he is not the Demon Venerable Tan Yang who has been dead for many years. Being suspicious by nature is not his forte......

Chapter 113 of "The Pearl of the Drunken Immortal Altar": The white python spits out the fog, and the waves in the Song Mansion are hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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