He dove into the ground, his fingers forming into a sword, slashing towards the surrounding mountain walls.
Clang clang clang!!!
A series of crackling sounds erupted. In front of Zhang Xiaohao's finger sword, no matter how solid these mountains were, they seemed like paper, unable to resist the sharpness of Zhang Xiaohao's finger sword.
After a while, a mountain cave of over a hundred square meters had already taken shape.
Zhang Xiaohao patted the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, and immediately numerous formation flags flew out from the storage bag on his waist. Under his control, they landed on the surrounding ground, merging over a thousand formations of the Divinity Transformation Realm into one enormous array, exuding a terrifying energy from the fusion array.
