As long as Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er do not release their spiritual consciousness or deliberately observe the outside, they will not be able to hear the sounds outside or see the real situation outside.

Whenever they looked outside, there was no one around.

"Done."

Fang Yu set up the magic circle with a thought in his mind.

Another ten minutes or so passed.

At this time, people from various major sects were already arriving one after another.

They received a notice from Su Changge that outsiders were using the bones in Wanjie's tomb for cultivation.

And the bones of many ancestors of the sect are buried in Wanjie's tomb!

Therefore, they hurried over.

Then, they saw the situation inside Wanjie's tomb.

Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er... are indeed setting up some kind of magic circle in Wanjie's tomb!

Some monks from the sect couldn't bear it any longer and were about to rush forward.

"Don't be anxious yet, wait until there are more people before joining us together." Fang Yu used his spiritual consciousness to send a message to all the monks around him.

But at this time, no one noticed that the speaker was Fang Yu.

Time passes slowly.

More and more people came to Wanjie's tomb.

Because of Fang Yu's reminder, although they looked ugly, they did not take action and just stared angrily at Li Mofan and his wife who were setting up the magic circle in Wanjie's tomb.

And because of the blinding array set up by Fang Yu, Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er didn't feel anything strange at all.

But in fact, there were already nearly forty elders or heads from various sects around them.

Yuan Sanquan and Murong Jian also rushed over under the leadership of Su Changge.

Seeing Li Mofan and his wife in Wanjie's tomb, Yuan Sanquan's expression changed and he said: "These two people...the purpose of coming to Daxilin is indeed not simple!"

"Brother Su, there are so many people around here, why are they... not aware of it?" Murong Jian asked doubtfully.

"I don't know...but it must be the boss's handiwork!" Su Changge said.

At this time, nearly fifty people were already around Wanjie's tomb, watching every move of Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er.

About two minutes later, Fang Yu was preparing to remove the blinding circle.

But at this moment, Li Mofan in Wanjie's tomb seemed to have completed his work.

He flew directly into the air and hugged Yang Qing'er.

Yang Qinger opened her beautiful eyes.

"Qing'er, the Yin Yuan formation has been set up. There's no one around here, why don't we..." Li Mofan hugged Yang Qing'er and said with a bad smile, "On the cemetery..."

"Mo Fan... are you really..." Yang Qing'er's charming face was flushed, and her eyes were watery, extremely seductive.

Li Mofan couldn't bear it anymore and started to reach out in the air...

At this moment, there was... silence outside.

Fang Yu, who wanted to disarm the magic circle, stopped his hand and looked at the scene in the air in front of him.

He really just wanted to expose what Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er were doing in public... He never thought that such an exciting scene would happen.

The nearly fifty monks around him were all stunned, staring straight at the situation on Wanjie's tomb.
Chapter completed!