Using one's body to inscribe the formation

Roar! Roar!

The puppet's roar jolted everyone's spirits, and they recovered from their shock.

"Tianyun, I've lost!"

Yan Tong's shock turned into a deep sigh.

At the scene, many people also sighed in their hearts.

It was normal for Yan Tongtong to lose. It was not that Yan Tongtong was not strong, but Lu Ming was simply too monstrous. The array that he had mastered could even restrain him.

After Yan Tonghua admitted defeat, he turned to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

Lu Ming shouted.

"Anything else?" Yan Tongtong turned around.

"Your puppet!"

Lu Ming smiled and pointed at the fifteen puppets.

Yan Tongtong was stunned for a moment, then he cupped his fists and said, " "Many thanks!"

With a wave of his hand, he kept the puppet and walked down the fighting ring.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad!"

In the sky, Bai Shijin, du songjue, and a few elders nodded.