He transformed into an evil ghost, and his light was no longer bright, but like a miserable hell.

 “The Dharma is coming!” He roared angrily, and all the Dharma from the heavens seemed to be gathered in his hands at this moment.

"Change!"

"Change!"

"Change!"

 Hurrah!

 The sky curtain seemed to be torn open by a pair of big hands.

 In its place is an ancient battlefield!

This is an ancient magical method that forcefully dragged Luo Chen into a battlefield!

In that battlefield, some people were holding long swords, some were holding shields, and some were holding long bows!

 Looking down at Luo Chen coldly.

 On the ancient battlefield, the city is mottled, the earth is sunken, and corpses are everywhere!

 Those are eight people, eight ancient fairies!

They are very powerful and have a fierce fighting spirit!

 Obviously in the eyes of others, Luo Chen was in a desperate situation because of his carelessness, because those were eight ancient fairies!
Chapter completed!