Wang Shu's Worry
Because of Wang Shu's words, Ling Xiaoxiao knitted her brows, looking troubled.
It was obvious that Ling Xiaoxiao had a lot on her mind.
However, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't voice her worries.
In Ling Xiaoxiao's heart, even if Wang Shu was an old monster, he was still just a child at the moment and couldn't help her much.
So rather than sighing here, she might as well push herself harder and solve the problem herself.
That way, Bi Fan, who was worried about this matter, could relax a little.
She eagerly rolled up her sleeves.
Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Shu and said bluntly, "If there are so many auxiliary formations, then we'll destroy them one by one. Wang Shu, from now on, you direct me and tell me where to start."
Wang Shu pressed his lips together and looked around.
At a glance, he saw countless densely packed Space Faults.
The reason for this visual effect was that auxiliary formations were scattered all over the bottom of the Blood Sea.
Of course, not everyone could sense these Space Faults.
Only geniuses with exceptional talent for formations could sense them.
They could "see" this scene through their perception.
Countless upon countless, densely packed.
Just looking at them made his scalp prickle.
Thinking that before long, he'd have to waste his breath directing Ling Xiaoxiao as she destroyed these auxiliary formations one by one, Wang Shu felt a headache coming on.
There really were far too many auxiliary formations.
Even though he wouldn't have to lift a finger, just the thought of talking so much made Wang Shu's balls ache.
"Ugh!"
Just imagining it made Wang Shu sigh.
He raised a hand to rub his temples. Rather than acting in a hurry, Wang Shu looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and