Jiang Qilin walked to Chen Dong and Zhuge Qing.

He looked down at Zhuge Qing in Chen Dong's arms.

"Actually, you don't have to cry. You are just a little stupid. You don't really understand the purpose of "The Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts". You only know how to copy and comprehend, but don't know how to learn from one example and apply it to others. I am different from you. I am familiar with the formation, even if it's the first.

Once I deduced the "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts", but while following the rules, I was also exploring other directions, which gave me an advantage in the offense and defense just now."

"You only see the mountains, but you don't see that the mountains are not mountains. After this process, the mountains are mountains!"

He is explaining.

But every word is extremely harsh.

boom!

Chen Dong's whole body broke through his body and turned into a cyclone, like a python dragon soaring into the sky.

In an instant.

Chen Dong looked up, his eyes were scarlet, his anger was churning, and his murderous intent was majestic.
Chapter completed!