"A little late."

Several warriors also wearing black robes and masks walked out of the darkness.

"The Demon Ancestor is about to be resurrected. We can't waste time and set up the forbidden formation as soon as possible." A man in black said, his voice slightly gloomy and vicissitudes of life.

"yes!"

The other few people quickly separated, stood in different positions, and began to condense their weird power into drawing patterns on the stone slab with their fingers.

"Buzz buzz!"

In an instant, a formation-like barrier appeared, and gradually gathered at the entrance of the vortex directly in front.

"You wait."

The man in black with an old voice said calmly: "Go in."

"tread!"

The man in black robe standing at the front of the whirlpool walked forward with his head lowered the whole time, feeling a bit like a walking zombie.

one.

two.

three...

After all eight people had entered, and when Yao Mengying was about to start, a big hand was suddenly put on her shoulder, making her unable to move.

"Um?"

Several men in black looked over.

Ye Xingchen didn't know when he was standing behind Yao Mengying. He first pulled her back by force, then placed Fang Tian's painted halberd under his feet with a bang, and said with murderous intent: "Who gave you the courage to control my junior sister?"
Chapter completed!