Six huge silver pillars, according to the six directions, stabbed into the light of the flags. Such a sharp thing as the Jiuyang God refining banner was suppressed all of a sudden and could not move.

Yang Ling didn't worry at all. Instead, he asked with a smile, "what's the origin of your magic weapon?"

seeing that Yang Ling was still careless, the man sneered: "let's die to understand that this pillar was originally the Dinghai stake of Beihai Dragon Palace, with a total of 12. Every Dinghai stake has extraordinary power. Even the immortal can suppress it. How about you? "

at this moment, a colorful aura flew out...