Guo feibai noticed Zheng Feiyue's cold eyes and knew that his "careful thinking" had not succeeded. The city Lord had the means to protect his soul.

The next second, he saw Zheng Feiyue's soul nailing cone in his hand, his eyes flickering.

The people around them didn't know the details of the soul nailing cone. They were unaware of the thrilling scene just now. They looked forward to seeing Zheng Feiyue take out the treasure of the flying corpse cult.

Headmaster Mo frowned. He was very strange to the calming cone. In the past, the magic weapon sect pursued the principle of seclusion. He didn't know much about this kind of utensils.

"Alert!" he shouted.

The sound of water splashing in the steel * * is not a real splash, but the array is playing an effect.

Zheng Feiyue suddenly sat cross legged. Xuangui raised his head and roared. Xuanguang made a great work, which was even more shocking than when he broke the array with a single knife, but all this was a cover up.

Secretly, he urged those who had not yet mastered to sort out their ideas and make persistent efforts tomorrow.

I've been suffering a little hard these days. Give myself a half day off.

Tomorrow, let's see how the protagonist deals with the seed crisis sweeping the east coast.