The black-robed old man instantly summoned his Heavenly Mirror. With a raise of his hand, he made the million-strong army behind him retreat.
This action attracted everyone's attention.
"What is he doing?"
"Could it be that he wants to take down Qin Chuan with just this mirror?"
Everyone guessed and discussed. They really could not understand the black-robed old man's actions. His every move was very strange.
After taking out that mirror, he let out an evil laugh, extremely impudent.
Meng Tianzheng frowned and carefully observed for a long time, but he still couldn't see any clues. Qi Wuhui and the others were the same.
"Strange, does this mirror have any strange abilities? Why is he so confident?" Ming Yue asked curiously.
"I don't know. In short, everyone, be careful. They must have come prepared. Don't be careless and fall into their trap."