Ye Qingyun touched his chin, looking like he was deep in thought.

"I really don't have any solution."

Hearing this, although the Dragon Sword Master had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but show a bit of disappointment.

"but"

Ye Qingyun changed the topic and patted the storage bag on his waist.

"I do have one of these ancient Senluo seals."

The Master of Yulong Sword was immediately confused.

He looked at the Senluo ancient seal in Ye Qingyun's hand, and then looked at the ancient seal in his own hand.

Damn it!

Exactly the same!

The smell is exactly the same!

The two ancient seals even echoed each other.

The Dragon Sword Master's eyes widened, his face full of shock and horror.

"Where did this ancient seal come from?"

"Wuzhuang."

Ye Qingyun's face was as calm as a cloud.

"ah???"

The master of the Yulong Sword went numb on the spot.
Chapter completed!