Cang Yixiao's face turned pale, his body was unstable, and the canopy was shaking at this moment, and no more spiritual rain could come out.

"withdraw!"

Without saying anything, Cang Yixiao's face turned pale, and with a move of his palm, the canopy that covered the sky retreated and disappeared. Cang Yixiao's entire figure also completely disappeared.

At this moment, the scene became dead silent.

The warriors of the four empires, how dare they wait at this moment, they are running away with their heads in their hands.

In the blink of an eye, only dozens of people from the Beiming Empire and the Yunlan Empire were left around.

Qin Chen's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not pursue him.

"He's not dead..."

Qin Chen said such a sentence for no reason, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that a piece of Phoenix Blood Stone back then would actually keep him alive today..."

"Sir, who are you talking about?"

Ye Ziqing and Yun Shuang'er said in confusion.

"No one!"
Chapter completed!