For a moment, people's thoughts were confused, from their previous self-doubt, they fell into suspicion of their family.

This suspicion lasted for half an hour, and finally someone said, "Where do we get the face to let others break through the formation? They are the orthodox, and we are just a side-door.

Isn’t it a big laugh to use other people’s things to set up a formation for others? No wonder they made it clear and clear just now that they were all people’s things.”

This expresses the voice of most tribe members, and of course some are dissatisfied, believing that after so many years, the Huyuan family has become a self-developed group, with its own independent and innovative things, and is no longer a complete continuation of the Bai family in the past.

They said this, but they were slapped in the face on the spot, or beaten by their own people - "If I really have my own things, why does the General Hall rely on these nine formations and eighteen levels?

Moreover, the young master and senior teamed up to build it, and the poisonous fog is not a poisonous obstacle?

Don't lie to yourself."

No one talks anymore.

Yes, stop lying to yourself. The Huyuan family for hundreds of years turned out to be a joke.

Bai Heran sat on the throne, looking at the scene in front of him, but he kept thinking in his heart: What kind of mistake happened in time and space that actually caused the ancestors of the Bai family to come to this place?
Chapter completed!