The beauty and vastness of the formation are like a rushing sea, coming from the east.

The formation has become a prototype.

It's like a dragon that hasn't been drawn yet.

A soulless puppet.

Dull, light, and spiritual.

The leader of Chiyu, Xue Kaifeng and others were stunned and relaxed.

Xue Kaifeng whispered, "A person can create a miracle once, but he cannot be lucky enough to do it again."

Suddenly, the old man shouted at the mountain of monsters: "June disciple, one hundred lotus leaf chickens, no discussion."

While shouting, he stepped on the ground, causing an aperture to appear.

"No problem!" the young man smiled and said, "Deduct it from the account of the Zuo Sect Master."

"Okay."

I wish the old senior is like a sheep driving, using the formation aperture as a prison, bound tens of thousands of spirit cores and rise up.

It looks like the shining stars in the day, not like the loneliness of the night, but it is particularly beautiful.

"Protecting the Sect Formation, start the formation!"

The boy whispered, and the stars were shining beside her.
Chapter completed!