"Can he... succeed?"

This is almost a sentence that everyone thought in his mind at this moment.

Can Qin Wuyan succeed?

The second elder thought so.

Hua Shiju thinks so.

The disciples of Fu Tang also think so.

Everyone wants to know whether Qin Wuyan can succeed?

Only Qin Wuyan thought so.

When the last stroke is drawn.

He was also quite satisfied.

Then the seal changes in your hand.

The soul power surged out wildly.

Finally, he shouted softly: "Ning!"

With Qin Wuyan's voice falling.

The soul power will be directly attached to the purple talisman paper.

In just a moment, a white light appeared.

Then the patterns drawn by Qin Wuyan were condensed on the purple talisman paper.

Finally, the talisman paper floated back to Qin Wuyan's hand.

"Did you see it?"

"Look... I saw... I succeeded! Senior brother succeeded!"

"No, I didn't mean this, did you see it when I was talking about the talisman?"

"I saw the white light, too!"

At this time, many disciples did not cheer directly.

The new disciple who had just entered the Fu Hall who was originally planning to cheer was quiet at this time.

Old disciple of Fu Tang.

Flower poem orange.

Second elder.

Each one looked at Qin Wuyan with a look of incomprehension, or the talisman in his hand!
Chapter completed!