The wind still seems to understand.

Although Wan Feng is a cultivator in the Dan Realm, her knowledge is limited.

"It's fake here too?"

Wanfeng continued to ask.

"It's fake, it's real!"

Lu Yun smiled slightly.

"Sweep the wind and blow this wall away."

While speaking, Lu Yun took a few steps back.

"good!"

A blue light flashed above the long sword of the spiritual weapon in Wanfeng's hand.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The wind waved the sword and cut the wall a few times.

A big black hole appeared in front of Lu Yun and Wan Feng.

Huhuhu--

A gust of strange wind came from the big hole, and a decadent aura instantly filled the thief hole.

"So smelly!"

Lu Yun almost fainted by this aura.

After a long time, the decaying and withered aura gradually dissipated.
Chapter completed!