In the empty sky of Tianxin City, a streamer pierced the sky and sped away towards the outside of the city.

"The strength of Lin Yanluo is so terrible that it has approached the realm of the Nine Heavens of the Holy Way infinitely. If it weren't for Lin Aoxue's help, we would not be able to escape even relying on the ice mirror."

The voice of the gods rings in the minds of Ye Du, with some lingering palpitations.

"Is his strength so terrible?" When Ye Dun was shocked, he thought that he could safely leave by relying on the glasses of the ice gods and kill in Tianxincheng....