C349 Unpredictable
Weng! *
Zhang Yang's arms danced in the air. Every time he moved, he could easily see a bright line appear.
In front of him, a medicinal cauldron was slowly rotating.
From the moment Zhang Yang obtained the Pattern Tripod, he had been using the liquid medicine to nurture it. The Devil Pattern Array outside were finally full, and whenever Zhang Yang sent a ray of light into it