When Ning Qi drew the last big magic seal, a dazzling golden light erupted from the war fortress, and its breath began to change.

"Hoo~"

Ning Qi did not pay attention to any changes in the war fortress, but fell into the stone pavilion for the first time, sitting cross-legged in meditation. His mental strength this year was almost exhausted, and he felt a crack in his solid cultivation base , it must be repaired immediately, otherwise the cultivation base will be in danger of falling!