The wonders of the world are really surprising.

Qin Yan remained calm on the surface, but secretly widened his eyes and carefully distinguished the things in the other party's hands.

Then he saw the difference.

At first glance, the two are indeed quite similar, but if you look closely, you will find that the treasure in your hand is much more exquisite, while the one in the hand of the demon cultivator in the green robe is more like an imitation.

I don’t know what this treasure is for?

Of course, Qin Yan didn't dare to inquire, so he could only silently observe the movements in the other party's hands.

But I found that the other party did nothing, just occasionally looking up at the sky.

Before he knew it, it was noon, and a hint of joy appeared on the face of the green-robed demon cultivator. He suddenly stood up and waved his hand to sacrifice the handkerchief-like thing, letting it hang above his head, about three feet away.

Then he muttered something and spit out a low and obscure mantra.

In an instant, a ball of green light appeared on the surface of the treasure that looked like a handkerchief, trembling constantly, as if it was about to fly out on its own.

A hint of joy flashed across the face of the demon cultivator in the green robe. He suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the back of his head.

"Bang."

Suddenly, a ball of extremely pure demonic aura was spit out from his mouth, and it merged into the handkerchief like a whale sucking water.

The next moment, the patterns on the surface of the handkerchief, which looked like a child's graffiti, all lit up and exuded an inexplicable aura.
Chapter completed!