"Well, there are still some missing fish."

the leader of the nine people sighed with a sigh. He was helpless and had to shake his head: "it seems that there is no other way, so we have to..."

as soon as the voice fell, the five people who had released the black fog showed a long-time stenciled Yin Qi smile on their faces. After changing the formula in their hands, the black staff waved continuously, just like they were dancing with their hands and chanting words.

but it's the dancing God of broken thoughts that suddenly makes the originally clear weather dim. In the middle of the sky, on the...