Poor Zhang Daoran was unable to break the giant cauldron's magical power at all. The formation was crushed again and again, making it vibrate and shake like a dustpan.

Zhang Daoran is very extraordinary, constantly grabbing ancient talismans to bless the formation.

Huang Ji, if Lu Muqing wants to kill him, he has to put some thought into it.

"oh?"

With shock, Lu Muqing turned around and saw Lin Jie and three others coming intact.

Lin Jie nodded to her: "That old guy Zhang Qi has been shot to death."

"How can it be?"

Lu Muqing's face was almost distorted.

"Damn it, you bastard!"

In the battle formation, when Zhang Daoran heard this, his entire mood turned into the color of pig liver.

His hope is gone.

"Zhang Daoran, you're done."

At this moment, Lu Muqing seemed to be a different person.

She suddenly stood up and drifted away.

When she came outside the formation, the power within her body turned into a force of nothingness that was filled with the breath of all things, and everyone surrendered to it.

Zhang Daoran's eyes were full of shock. He sensed the aura of heaven and earth, and they all rushed towards Lu Muqing. He couldn't help shouting: "Is this the six Taoist scriptures, a more advanced mental method?"

"This is the power of creation, Master."

Huang Ji was on one side, Jie Jie said with a smile.

"Rogue! Noisy!"

Lu Muqing showed her fierceness and scolded Huang Ji not to say more.

It seemed that she didn't want Lin Jie to build the cauldron too.

Huang Ji felt a hint of sneer: "Tsk, tsk, you are a treasure, even my master would disdain you."

"cut!"
Chapter completed!