Xiao Qiang was also stunned.

Although his seventh uncle was not a powerful figure, he was still an invincible fifth-level realm king who had mastered a kind of divine law.

It's extremely easy to deal with a little kid.

But who would have thought that the other party actually knows the sacred pattern.

Even his seventh uncle seemed unable to open the room protected by the sacred pattern.

Xiao Qiang was a little depressed.

Although he is a direct descendant of the Xiao family, because his qualifications can only be considered ordinary, it is very difficult to mobilize the intermediate gods in the Flame Temple.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.

"Your Excellency, I am Xiao Qi, the elder of the dungeon of the Flame Temple! I came here especially to pay you a visit, and I came out to see you!"

Seeing that he might not be able to break through the holy pattern for a while, the old man wanted Ling Xiao to come out.

So he said loudly.

Moreover, he was also a little afraid.

A person who can play with fire and understands sacred patterns is definitely not easy to mess with.

Inside, Ling Xiao was refining elixirs and naturally had no time to pay attention to the people outside.

After waiting for a long time, Xiao Qi didn't get a reply.

He couldn't help but look ugly.

"Seventh Uncle, I think there is no need to wait. With your strength, you can definitely destroy this room."

Xiao Qiang said: "This kid has made it clear that he doesn't take us seriously. We can't let him continue to be so arrogant."

"If you don't come out, don't blame me for using force!"

Xiao Qi said coldly.

There was still no sound inside.
Chapter completed!