C353 Reentry swamp

In the air, the purple Pill Tripod was flying around at top speed. Strands of seductive fragrance wafted out of the cauldron and seemed to transform into invisible threads that intertwined between the heaven and earth, faintly forming a spirit formation.

Qin Xuan's eyes burned with passion, his hands constantly formed seals, condensing many array patterns, they were extremely beautiful