C562 A tyrant of the talisman sect

Time slowly passed. A beautiful sunset appeared in the west, dyeing the horizon red.

In's room, was still refining a spirit talisman. A third level spirit talisman was nothing compared to a Grade Two Spirit Talisman, even the simplest third level spirit talisman could not be refined successfully at all.

An extremely handsome man with a face full of anger stood tall and straight