。At this moment, everyone in the club noticed what was happening with Dong Zhenyu and turned to look at him. 。"What are your names" Dong Zhenyu's face was stern, his voice cold as he asked. 。Standing..."Qinyáo, I am your master's master... Your master's chief disciple is your teacher... If you do not save me, it would be a grave transgression!" Huādiē Zhenren's voice echoed from the dust.d bishops within the church, all of them his trusted lieutenants, each with a cultivation level no lower than that of a Martial Venerable.And among those twenty-odd purple-robed men, most were at the...