Three dharmic talismans

"What? You can break the formation without a heaven immortal artifact? Do you think we're stupid?"

Chen Xiaobei's casual words were like a bomb that exploded in the five old men's minds. They were so angry that they wanted to beat Chen Xiaobei up!

Even Poseidon showed a look of disgust and said in a sad voice, " "Master ... You're still in the mood to joke at a time like this? If you have the strength, why don't we kneel down and beg for mercy ..."

"Good-for-nothing!"

Chen Xiaobei's eyes turned cold, and a terrifying aura burst out from his deep eyes. &Quot; "Shut your stinky mouth! Otherwise, I'll make sure you can't speak again."

"Hiss ..."

Poseidon took a deep breath. Chen Xiaobei's aura was like an ice blade, piercing his heart and freezing it. He could not even breathe.

Although Poseidon was four levels higher than Chen Xiaobei, his state of mind could not be compared to Chen Xiaobei's.

Poseidon was completely stunned by Chen Xiaobei's gaze.