Gong Congfeng's field world has been suppressed, but Yi Yu's eyes are sharper, calmly looking at the golden jiahuang on the Tiandi chariot.

although the incarnation of the emperor expended most of his spiritual power, it was still magnificent. His hands held up the heaven and earth, his eyes turned, and Yi Yu saw that there was a slight fluctuation in his indifferent eyes.

"snow clearing, help me!" Yi Yu took a deep breath and suddenly a divine thought was passed to Yi Qingxue's mind.

Shua!

Yi Qingxue's face was a little heavy, and he suddenly took a picture of Yi Yu's back. In a flash, the two spirits and...