Whenever they looked outside, there was no figure.

"Done."

Fang Yu thought about it and arranged the magic array.

About ten minutes passed.

At this time, people from major sects have come one after another.

They received a notice from Su Changge that someone was using the skeletons in Wanjie's tomb to practice.

The bones of many ancestors of the sects are buried in Wanjie’s tomb!

Therefore, they rushed over.

Then, they saw the situation in Wanjie's tomb.

Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er... were indeed laying some magic circle in Wanjie's tomb!

Some sect monks couldn't help but rush forward.

"Don't worry first, wait until there are too many people before going on together." Fang Yu used his spiritual sense to send voice to all the monks around him.

But at this time, no one noticed that the person who spoke was Fang Yu.

Time passes slowly.

More and more people came to Wanjie's tomb.

Due to Fang Yu's reminder, although they looked ugly, they did not take action. They just stared at Li Mofan and his wife who were setting up magic circles in Wanjie's tomb with angrily.

Due to the slutty magic array set up by Fang Yu, Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er did not feel anything strange at all.

But in fact, there are nearly forty elders or heads from various sects around them.

Yuan Sanquan and Murong Jian also rushed over under Su Changge's leadership.

Seeing Li Mofan and his wife in Wanjie's tomb, Yuan Sanquan's face changed and he said, "The purpose of these two people... to come to Daxilin is indeed not simple!"

"Brother Su, why are there so many people around here... unaware of it?" Murong Jian asked in confusion.

"I don't know either... but it must be the boss's work!" Su Changge said.

At this time, nearly fifty people were already staring at Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er's every move around Wanjie's tomb.

About two minutes later, Fang Yu was about to remove the blind magic array.

But at this moment, Li Mofan in Wanjie's tomb seemed to have completed his work.

He flew directly into the air and hugged Yang Qing'er.

Yang Qing'er opened her beautiful eyes.

"Qing'er, the Yinyuan formation has been arranged, and there is no one around here. It's better than us..." Li Mofan hugged Yang Qing'er and smiled wickedly, "On the cemetery..."

"Mo Fan...you really..." Yang Qing'er's charming face turned red, and her charming eyes were flowing, which was extremely seductive.

Li Mofan could no longer help but start to reach out in the air...

At this moment, outside... was silent.

Fang Yu, who wanted to remove the magic circle, stopped and looked at the picture in the air ahead.

He originally just wanted to expose what Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er were doing in public... He never expected such a explosive scene to appear.

Nearly fifty monks around were all stunned and just stared straight at the situation on Wanjie's tomb.
Chapter completed!