Before the battle.

The white-haired old lady slowly opened her mouth: "Goddess, come and see you, old man."

matrix.

Ouyang Weiwei looked alarmed: "Chu Fan, Tianfeng people have come up!"

"Come on, come on. Since you can't hide, face it directly!"

Song Yan smiled and smiled. His expression was very relaxed. The star God body reached the fourth stage. Even without using the magic at the bottom of the box, his strength was enough to stabilize the initial stage of the immortals, and the strength of the high-level gods was comparable to that of the immortals.

At the next moment, the battle line split and Song Yan led Ouyang Weiwei...