"Qingxue, don't pay attention to anything. Try your best to recapture the real sword and refine the old thief Yi Rongye!"

Yi Yu roared, his original power was already exhausted, and his Qi and blood began to decline, but he still managed to maintain the operation of the ancient pearl. One side of the boundary spread, isolated any vitality, the boundary coverage, and separated everything. He could not even feel the existence of the xuanhai boundary. Even though it was the Dao Qi of xuanhuang's soul cutting knife, it could not penetrate in for a while.

"Yi Yu, you..."

Yi Qingxue's face changed slightly, but he knew that this was...