C3487 Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin

The formation was still flashing.

He was still like a sparrow, gently dancing in front of the huge black hole.

The scouting party had already entered the black hole. Several hours had passed, yet there was still no news.

Meng Fan stood at the top of a fortress, beside him were Pei Chenglun, Hee Huaijiao, and a few other experts from Ninth Gate, including the already established Supreme Elder