"Ye Xinghe is worthy of being a disciple of the Beichen Sword Sect!"

"We can't beat such a genius."

Liu Xuerou and his friends were shocked when they saw Ye Xinghe's soul for the first time.

The eyes of the few people looking at Ye Xinghe were even more admiring.

At this time, Cao Chonghe's face was gloomy, as if he was thinking about something.

A moment later, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he snorted coldly: "I can't get in, the opportunity will be given to you!"

After saying that, Cao Chonghe seemed generous and stepped back and made way out.

Ye Xinghe glanced at him coldly, and his eyes flashed with light, as if he was thinking of something.

He didn't say anything, but waved his hand and directed the Thousand-Year Ghost King to step forward.

I saw that the Thousand Years Ghost King came to the formation, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed it lightly.

Above the formation, water waves rippled.

A ripple was drawn into the blade, rippling and spreading.

A two-meter-high entrance appeared above the formation!

Seeing this, everyone stared wide and was shocked.

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "Since I opened this formation, the things inside naturally belong to me."

Everyone nodded, no one opposed it.

Entering the hall is Ye Xinghe’s credit.

Everyone was very grateful to Ye Xinghe for being able to obtain the spiritual herb.

At this moment, most people admire Ye Xinghe very much.
Chapter completed!