Hearing this, Master Yang was completely furious, his hair stood up, and his hand pointing at Zhao Junhao was trembling.

"You ignorant child, you dare to be stubborn until this moment! I'm not good at it, so why don't you show me? ”

"I'm afraid that you can't be bullshit, you only know that you are pretentious!"

Xue Qing gave Qin Yijin face again, and finally couldn't hold back his anger, and shouted: "Someone! Get this impudent boy out! ”

Zhao Junhao smiled: ?" It's easy for me to go, but before I go, I'll show you what I'm capable of! ”

With that, he slammed the ground with one foot and let out a loud shout.

"Open!"

Suddenly, a majestic vitality surged out of the ground like a flood that had opened the floodgates, and scattered with his voice.

Everywhere he spoke, the withered branches in Wanmei Villa instantly sprouted new sprouts, and quickly grew into delicate flowers in full bloom.

Thirty seconds later, Wanmei Villa, which was still withering just now, was in full bloom under the sun with all kinds of plum blossoms, peonies, daffodils, and roses.

Hundreds of flowers compete with each other, and the fragrance of flowers in the garden is intoxicating.

In a trance, it is like being in the April day of the world.

In a sea of flowers, Zhao Junhao stood proudly, as if the god of flowers appeared in the world.

"A thought comes to mind! The pinnacle realm of cultivating the Fa, a thought into a array! ”

Master Yang looked at all this, trembling all over, and was so excited that he burst into tears.

"I never imagined that in my lifetime, I would be able to see such a miraculous stunt!"

The so-called formation of a thought is a saying in the circle of practicing metaphysics.

Ordinary metaphysical masters, if they want to lay out a formation to affect the external environment, they first need to use a compass or watch the mountains and look at the qi.

After determining the pattern, you have to set up the dragon and settle the water, and then use a lot of tools to arrange the formation.

Like Master Yang, who can form a formation at will between the square inches of his palm, he is already a very clever metaphysical master.

But a sentence like Zhao Junhao's can lay out a large formation that affects a radius of 100 meters, and it can be regarded as a real one-thought formation.

It's a real real person's handiwork.

O great cultivator!

Such people have never existed only in legends!

In the real world, there really is such a fairy-like existence!?

Even a master of metaphysics like Master Yang, who had cultivated to a profound level, was so shocked that he trembled, the six gods had no master, and the rest of the people were even more unbearable.

Xue Qing, Qin Yijin, Ge Taien, and several students of Ge Taien, as well as dozens of senior experts and scholars in various fields present, were all shocked.

It was as if he had seen a living ghost, and he froze there with an extremely shocked and terrified expression.

Miracles!

What a miracle!

If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one would dare to believe that there are people in this world who can make a hundred flowers bloom in a single thought.

Zhao Junhao looked at everyone in horror, his eyes were as indifferent as water, and he turned around and left.