As soon as the soul flag appeared, the sky immediately darkened.
A strong wind suddenly blew up, and the wailing sounds of ghosts and wolves could be heard faintly along with the wind...
Ordinary people might be frightened by this expression, but Song Ning and Qiao Bo's expressions did not change at all.
Is this the only ability the great monk has?
It's too disappointing!
Song Ning shook his head, expressing his hope for the people in this dimension.
Qiao Bo was also a little disappointed. The big monk's current posture was not as intimidating as the magic array that Song Ning had set up in the ancient tomb!
What expression do you want?
The expressions of the two made the monk's heart choke. In anger and shame, he deployed the soul flag to the fullest extent.
The sky in Zhao Liqun's small courtyard suddenly became as dark as ink, and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.
Song Ning curled the corners of his lips in disdain, pointed his right index finger and middle finger at the sword, stretched out his hand and gently slashed at the sky, and the inky black starry sky was immediately torn into a long vertical crack.
The bright sunshine fell down, and everything in the darkness was suddenly exposed.
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