Looking at the rune arrays on the crystal pillars, Long Yangjun's eyes turned particularly deep and dark.
The runes that were glittering raised blue stars inside her eyes, which gradually connected into tiny threads.
The threads were bouncing like the strings of a piano while Long Yangjun was cast into a dizzy, half-asleep state.
As if guided by a certain strange force, she was enchanting spells that Li Yao could not comprehend at all and sounded like the dozens of overlapping syllables. The spells were spreading out like ripples.
Hum, hum, hum, hum, hum!
As Long Yangjun's speed grew higher and higher, the entire bridge was echoing in feeble but clear spiritual waves like a forest that had just been awakened.
An amazing thing happened!