least last for half an hour....In the midst of battle, even holding back a powerful Daoist for just a moment could completely turn the tide!Ginger smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the nine peo..."Junior Sister!"

Seeing Situ Jing fall, Dongfang Bo let out a surprised exclamation from his mouth. In a hurry, he waved his sleeve, and a gentle force gently supported Situ Jing's fallen body.

Then, a mouthful of blood spurted from Dongfang Bo's mouth, exploding in the air and dispersing into a cloud of blood mist. It quickly congealed into an altar!

A square altar stood before them, upon which nine round stone stelae were erected.

The Shrine of the Silent Tribe!

As the altar appeared in the heavens and earth, Dongfang Bo's hands were also rapidly forming countless hand seals, striking heavily upon this altar.轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！