Yuan Hehe could not help but cry.
He wanted them to die.
"Let's try something else."
Sikong Wuyuan did not give up. His eyes were filled with determination.
"Ah?"
Yuan Hehe could not understand their cries at all. He was already somewhat deaf.
Sikong Wuyuan did not hear him either. He took out many rings from his pocket and shot them at those people.
However, when the rings passed through the circle, they fused together. In the end, none of them hit their targets.
Jiang Ming could not help but be dumbfounded.
Sikong Wuyuan was also in disbelief.
Was it so easy to fuse their spiritual energy? How did they fuse together so quickly?
How could he resolve this?
Yuan Hehe felt a headache coming on.
How could he continue doing this? It was really annoying.
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered that he had a huge conch, but he had not used it for a long time.