The entire wasteland seemed to be moaning and trembling.

Faced with such a terrifying deterrence, Professor Mei still had an old-fashioned expression.

He began a rapid but extremely mysterious chant, all of which were the scales of ancient dragon language.

Countless light talismans flashed out of the air around his body with extraordinary mystery.

Under the pressure of the strong wind, these light talismans remain absolutely still.

A powerful domain power was formed as these light talismans were continuously generated.

"boom!"

Professor Mei's body was shrouded in a huge holy light column.

This holy light column rushed to the endless altitude, and there was an ancient aura that transcends time, emanating from the holy light column.

"Ancient. ancestors' realm!"

Ling Yuxi's body shivered and exclaimed.

A huge silver light dragon suddenly rushed out of the holy light column!

"this…"

The eyes of Yan Yuxi and others completely solidified.

At the same time, the storm dragon behind the projection light curtain also retreated in horror.

"boom!"

The silver light dragon completely flashed, drawing a dazzling light path in the air, and collided with the giant lightning pillars in the sky, and the strong wind stormed.

All the lightning and strong winds broke.

The silver light shone down, and even the magic power of the projection of fate was completely lost to balance and shattered.

"impossible!"
Chapter completed!