Shang Ye saw it clearly and was ecstatic. The black dot was Chang An, and the soul shadow behind the sword was...

Suddenly, there was another terrifying eagle cry.

As time goes by, the silver-white giant eagle made of mysterious light projected more soul power over the body, and its body becomes stronger and stronger. After the wings spread, it becomes a force that covers the sky and the sun.

It followed Chang An and Xiahou, falling like thunder.

Call, even if you are in front of me, I am not guilty of you. Not to mention that you are still thousands or eight hundred miles apart, do you think you are the Emperor Qilin, just a projection of the soul, called Damn...

Shang Ye held the swallow tightly and struggled to stand up.

He planned to endure the wrath of the demon king with his own spirit ghost and escape, which was naturally impossible. If it was spread, where would his name of the autumn god of Yujing Mountain and the Jingzhe Zhenren go? Once upon a time, Guixu Haiyan, he and a group of friends had a group of dragon demon kings, so where would he follow...

"Come on!" Shang Ye shouted with a ferocious expression on his face.

At this time, An Luoyue in the distance suddenly broke free from her opponent, flew over, raised her silver spear, and threw it straight towards the white eagle. Its momentum was like a divine dragon coming out of the water, surging and entering the sky.

——The moon sets and the river falls!

The next moment, Shang Ye saw his contracted Martial God and the dazzling silver spear were swallowed by the giant eagle. The true energy reserves in his own qi quickly dropped, but they quickly stopped because the true energy supply channel of the Divine Subduction Technique was interrupted.

But the white eagle came, but it paused violently.

Xiahou Xueshu took this opportunity to turn around and slash out the last sword full of strength.

——The sun and the moon shine again!

The sky and the earth are white.
Chapter completed!