at an interval of about 100 meters, there stood a middle-aged scholar with a cold look, even called a wooden one. He was seven feet tall, with a long sword on his back, and his hands naturally hung on his side. Looking forward with a dull expression.

Lu Chen didn't read it wrong. He was ahead, not himself.

"Bo ~"

there was a beautiful sound in the void. Suddenly, the water like blue gas halo came out at the foot of the man. It seemed to see the arrival of land dust. The gas halo turned to follow the various trigrams of the eight trigrams circle array. Until the foot...