Together, the shape of its runes has also changed.

If you want to enter this phantom sound door, it must be beautiful!

All the innate and perfect cultivation skills were mobilized without any reservation. With the gathered spiritual power, Xiang Qi had already adjusted himself to the best state in just one breath.

Wearing a translucent soul armor, the man in green shirt rushed towards the palace door with a vigorous stride, raised his knife and slashed!

Don't look at Han Yuetao's relaxed face, but he is a little nervous inside. If you look closely, you can see that the left foot that was first raised to step into the palace gate formation is still trembling slightly.

Without a moment's hesitation, the man in green robes struck with a knife, and then struck again, opening the gap wider.

I remember that there were hundreds of people outside the sect who followed Xiangqi and them up the mountain, but now there are only these ten people left.

Sword-controlling skills, low-grade mysterious weapons, interesting.

"Dad, I really need to thank you very much!" Xiangqi raised the corners of his mouth and walked towards the palace gate formation.

Xiang Qi's eyes lit up and he secretly said, "Yes!"

His right hand popped out, and his index finger was like a pen, suddenly sinking somewhere in the formation. At the same time, the spiritual power in his body was mobilized, and all of it condensed on the tip of his index finger.

After hearing this, Xiang Qi noticed that there was a word on the plaque on the door of the main hall.

Han Yuetao, including several other people around him, all looked at Xiang Qi in shock.

"Where did this man come from?" someone whispered.

At this time, the woman in red also looked over.

"This is the Magic Sound Sect's entry-level competition formation. He...he broke it so easily?"
Chapter completed!