Black box of sword intent

When ban Hua and the others rushed to the spiritual pool cave, they found the dustpan-sized hole. They immediately panicked and rushed out of the cave. However, outside the cave, there was dead silence and no trace of anything.

"Elder ban, this ... How do we get there?"

The only heavenly fish clan disciple who had come along asked.

"You still have the nerve to ask me? Aren't you a disciple of the heavenly fish clan's sorcerer? If you don't know, how would I know?"

This class representative now felt that his brain was really stupid. From the beginning to the end, he had never made the right decision.

Back then, the deity Race had asked him to create a fake immortal tree illusory formation in order to promise him Immortal Fruits. However, now that the Overlord God had left, he could only place his hopes on mu Qingliu.

He had just thought that he had made a great contribution in front of mu Qingliu, but now, mu Qingliu had also disappeared.