"Then just do it. If I take action in the end, remember to pay the price." Hong Yuye said.

Jiang Hao hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Junior has no formation."

Hong Yuye glanced at him, and this time he could see clearly that it was disgust.

"I am now thirty-three. I have spent a lot of time practicing, cultivating flowers, planting trees, understanding sword skills, body skills, making talismans, and understanding the talismans.

I really don’t have time to learn the formation." Jiang Hao explained.

Apart from lack of time, his formation talent is indeed average.

Moreover, the cost of formation is so high that it is impossible to learn it by yourself.

Hong Yuye casually took out a piece of paper and placed it gently on the table, along with a small box.

"I won't let you do anything in vain."

Jiang Hao was quite surprised. When he opened the box and took a look, he was stunned.

Mozun Shendan.

This is really a good thing, it can save his life.

The first two times he got out of danger.

Shouldn't there be very few Haizun Shendan? Why does he feel that this elixir is not so precious?

He decided to ask someone.

Two days later.

late at night.

The time has come for the curse to break out.

At this time, Shangguan Qingsu and the others, who were sitting cross-legged in the formation, were quite worried.

They prepared many things just to endure the pain of the day.

At this time, their hearts are extremely fragile. They don't want to be completely pain-free, but it would be nice to have less pain.

There may even be a mentality that as long as it reduces the pain, they don't need to embarrass that person.

Soon curse marks began to appear on their foreheads.

The three of them looked frightened at the same time.

The curse aura has not weakened at all?

It's useless, it's really useless.

It's because they are too naive to believe in a person who has returned to the void.
Chapter completed!