the ground of the square trembled sharply, and the twelve platforms dropped slowly. The emperor and the Mo enemy warned: "everyone keeps running the immortal formula, and can't stop......"

the crowd nodded, and sure enough, not long after, with the body's magic force injected into the platform, the 12 platforms fell to the same level with the ground, and then did not stop, and continued to decline.

it's like a lifting machine. Twelve platforms with people are descending. As the descending depth gets deeper and deeper, a chill is coming up from the ground.

at this time, Lu Chen can't see anyone else. He can only run the magic formula...