Mister!

Nan Congyin's expression was extremely ugly seeing Mu Fusheng's attitude. He looked at He Shangke, who was still trying his best to attack the Eight Peaks Thunder Prison. He gritted his teeth and took out a sky-blue scroll from his interspatial ring.

The Dao Insight flowing on it floated in the entire space!

Mu Fusheng frowned seeing this.

Eh? This didn't seem to be a sound transmission thing, right?

Mu Fusheng had already set up a talisman barrier that blocked information from entering and exiting before he was about to make a move. With Fang Qiong's cooperation, it could be said that as long as there was any interference, the other party's information would definitely not be able to be sent out in a short period of time!

It was not that Mu Fusheng had not thought of other possibilities.

For example, the descent of an avatar or a projection like his master.

However, Mu Fusheng had no way of stopping this situation.