at this time, they have been woken up by Feng ER. Five people burst through the window and flew out. They can see the situation clearly at a glance.

they came a little late. The big net with blue light in the air has gradually shrunk. Yang Tian's body is soft and cold. He can't even wield the weightless Dragon Fire soul killing sword. In the air, there is an invisible wave. The space seems to be twisted and interwoven with each other. A circle of silver gray air current cut through the air, like ripples, attacking Yang Tian's body continuously.

"magic weapon?" Fenger and Yuexiang look at each other....