Senior Brother Gao, Please Keep a Low Profile.

Gao Qinggong traveled to the world of cultivation, and the spiritual root test revealed that he had a "fate of handyman". The senior brother stepped on his face to make him realize what he was. He acknowledged it, but quietly drew a miniature formation on the ground with his fingers. Three seconds later, the senior brother fell to the ground and ate shit. Everyone thought he was a waste, until the sect competition, he was arranged to be cannon fodder. On the life and death stage, he took out a handful of formation flags. "Fight? I'm really not good at it." As soon as he finished speaking, the nine-layer chain formation he had deployed in advance suddenly started to work. "But I advise you, don't get into my circle." Later, the ancient secret realm trapped the elites of the entire cultivation world, and the Immortal Alliance begged him to take action. He casually broke through the Zhoutian Star Formation that trapped thousands of geniuses, and threw the improved formation diagram back to the Immortal Alliance under the horrified eyes of everyone. "This is what you owe me." Everyone wants to know where his limits are. Only Gao Qinggong himself knows—— Being an array mage does not require limits