C778 Backkill!

Weng! *

A blood-red thread spread out from the triangular symbol in the sky.

Old Sorcerer's eyes turned cold as his hand seals changed again. The gigantic Power of Sense Spirit guided the blood red runes on the threads and extended rapidly. In the air, it condensed into something that looked like a talisman, or an array formation.

There were countless mysterious engravings on its surface