"You want me to die..."

Old Demon Zhao looked at Xiao Chen.

"Third brother, I didn't offend you."

"Let's find some time and let's fight."

Xue Chunqiu looked at Xiao Chen with a sense of fighting.

"Haha, Lao Xue, you've made a breakthrough and think you're OK?"

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Okay, when my arms are completely gone, I'll play with you."

"good."

Xue Chunqiu nodded.

More than ten minutes later, Su Shiming and the others came back.

"Is it solved?"

Su Shiming asked.

"Not yet, the old fortune teller will set up a big formation later."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"Set up the formation? What can we help?"

Su Shiming asked again.

"We can just watch the fun, we don't understand this."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Grandpa, do you still have to set up an altar?"

Su Xiaomeng asked.

"Hmm? Why do you say that?"

Old fortune teller curiosity.

"Because this is how it is performed in zombie movies."

Su Xiaomeng replied.

"Putting an altar and setting up a formation method..."

"Haha, I'm not a Taoist priest."

The old fortune teller smiled.

"Let's go outside."

Everyone followed the old fortune teller and came outside.

The old fortune teller raised his hand and the soul-suming banner stood in the air, as did the small tripod and gourd.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a few more jade notes and threw them out.

"At that time, everyone will be within this range and use our qi and blood power to play a role."

The old fortune teller said.

"good."

Xiao Chen nodded. This was also agreed upon on their way back.
Chapter completed!