Human Race Garrison

Shen Changqing sat cross-legged, his body radiating with a powerful spiritual light. It was as if stars were gathering around him, and the phantom of a galaxy appeared along with it.,One of them was an old man, dressed in black and thin, with an arrogant demeanor. The other was a young man, looking much more humble.,"It's a pity that my cultivation is too low to break this formation. That's why I invited the elder here!"。