The clouds are cleared and the fog is seen,

Along the way, wild monarchs kept intercepting each other. Su Hao counted carefully and found that there were more than ten, and they were from different races and were good at different types of tricks.

"This is not in line with elves!"

He thought.

The Erhalin slowly landed, and the clouds that could hinder perception slowly dispersed under the hurricane.

In front,

The sky and the earth are sunken, like a funnel.

Around the funnel, there were several figures standing, squatting, or sitting.

Phantoms emerged from behind them.

Erhalin braked violently.

Butterfly Xiaodie restored her original form with a bang.

Su Hao's ears sounded like a "ding" sound.
Chapter completed!