Maybe it is blood, maybe it is will, immortality.

Kick!

Amid the horrified eyes of countless monks, the three Yanhuang clan weapons placed in front of Chu Yi exhaled a slight restlessness.

Finally, the Three Sword Artifact actually flew into the air.

The Yanhuang battle suit is constantly changing, turning into a bloody battle suit.

The Crown of the Gods landed above the Yanhuang battle suit.

The Xuanhuang Sword fell to the right side of the battle suit.

"This... seems like there is a transparent person using these weapons." Someone exclaimed.

"You can't see with your naked eyes, open your eyes!"

"open!"

"open!"

Many monks quickly opened their eyes.

But I saw a figure standing in the wind.

The figure is very clear, with black eyes and black hair, and a warm smile.
Chapter completed!