Peerless Beauty: The Concubine Fights the Sky

"Stand there and don't move, we have a solution." Amidst the loud laughter, Donggua frantically pointed at Luo Sha and the others, and roared loudly.

Luo Sha, who was already about to forcibly break through this place, heard the words, his stern face moved slightly, and he stopped seriously with his arms folded, he wanted to see what they could do.

The Eighteen Kings of Purgatory and the Eighteen Swallowing Beasts who followed behind them all stopped and watched quietly.

"Want to get it." Gao Shanshang Yaoguang and Shui Qingchen looked at each other, spit out the four words in unison, the two looked at each other and smiled and said in Du Qiqi: "If you want to rise, first suppress."

"Stop making riddles, tell me quickly, how to do it." Shui Yueying was upright by nature, his brain was not as fast as Shui Qingchen's.

It's this time, why are you still playing the front, it's important to do things.

Yaoguang was in a very good mood at this time, and smiled when he heard the words, stretched out his hand to beckon Shuiyueying, Donggua, the three of them and one beast and began to whisper in secret.

A stream of golden sun jumped out from the deep blue in the sky.

In an instant, it is full of brilliance and brightens the world.

Just as the dawn was shining all over the world, Yaoguang and the others who were standing on the fifth mountain peak moved.

The white clothes are fluttering, as light as Feihong.

Shui Qingchen jumped down from the top of the mountain and landed on the stone surface that trapped the monster below. With the movement of his heart, he used the ground as paper and drew with his fingers. In an instant, countless weird lines came out from between his fingers. Sprinkle on the ground.

Star Chess Luo Bu, the vertical and horizontal exchanges are like heavenly scriptures.

"What?" Little Bones floated in mid-air, stretching his head to watch Shui Qingchen draw a picture.

No one answered it because none of them understood it.

Formation?Only the little white fox, who was also thrown on this side, frowned and looked at what Shui Qingchen drew, which was somewhat similar to their trapping dragon's formation, but basically not the same, what is it?

The pen walks like a dragon, and it is done in one stroke.

After a few turns, Shui Qingchen's sleeve robe stopped with a wave, and the white robe fluttered slightly in the morning wind. Shui Qingchen lightly clasped his hands to his chest, and then slapped the ground with his palms in the air.

Immediately, I saw a ray of water-colored light covering the ground, spreading radioactively in all directions, disappearing for a moment.

"Confinement?" Bingshuang, one of the Eighteen Kings of Purgatory, whispered with a cold face.

The underground trap was laid by them, controlled by their demon power below, and now there is a force as weak as water but pervasive, penetrating down,