The gold characters began to shrink quickly and wrap around it tightly, and it also grew bigger and bigger in the process.

In just the blink of an eye, the golden sand was already the size of a golden bean, and in the blink of an eye again, it was already the size of a football.

Hunhun is round and looks very real.

Coupled with the strange golden text wrapping on the outside, it looks both mysterious and very practical.

"Start again."

The old sweeper drank again, and a force came out of his body again.

"Don't just sit around, you old thing. What time of the day is it now? You still plan to watch the show, right?"

Hearing this, Bahuang Heavenly Book looked around strangely, and then pointed at himself depressedly: "Holy crap, are you talking to me?"

"Nonsense, is there anyone else here besides you?"

"My God, what you built by yourself, can't you just do it yourself? Why did you ask me to help?" Bahuang Tianshu was very depressed. In the world of Tianshu, if anything happens, this old guy is There, I will never interfere in the slightest.

Why did he have to help him when he was here?

"Such a turnaround, do you think my strength alone is enough?" the old man sweeping the floor shouted depressedly.

"Damn it, of course your own things are based on what you can handle. Let me ask you, I am here today, but if I am not here, why don't you just die here?"

Bahuang Tianshu didn't understand this logic and was very dissatisfied. If he hadn't been there, Han Sanqian would have really succeeded by relying on his own luck. However, because of the old man sweeping the floor's own poor cultivation, the operation went wrong. In the end, Completely destroyed, didn't Han Sanqian suffer eight lifetimes of bad luck in one fell swoop?

The old man sweeping the floor disdainfully shouted coldly: "Do you think I have the same Taoism as you? I'm not afraid to tell you that when I set up this formation, I actually already counted today."

"Of course, I also include you, an old guy."

"Stop talking nonsense and give me all your strength. Only the complete cooperation of you and me can stabilize its overall operation."

"Otherwise, once Tai Chi stops spinning, not only will Han Sanqian die, but the force of the explosion will be enough to destroy you and me."

After saying that, the old man sweeping the floor continued to bless his strength, but the Bahuang Heavenly Book on the side was dumbfounded.

Good guy, this calculation is all over the place, and I am innocently included in the calculation. Moreover, this calculation is not an ordinary calculation, it is the kind of calculation that directly counts me to death.

Yes, it's the kind where if you don't use your full strength, you will die here.

"Damn you old thing, you idiot. I used to think you were honest, but now it seems like you've really tricked me."

I was completely controlled by this guy.

After all, I am also a god. I can only dominate others when I can. When can others be qualified to dominate me? And do it like this? JrNovels.com