C134 You are a master of crosstalk?

Are you a crosstalk master?

Seeing that the five breath pearl was no longer of use, Wang Qian bit open his own fingertip and drew in the air with his finger. A strange scene appeared, the drop of blood on Wang Qian's fingertip did not fall onto the ground, but instead floated in the air and formed a bunch of obscure words.

Wang Qian's other hand was pinching one handprint after another