Crack!
At that moment, the sky suddenly erupted with a thunderclap.
Then, a sharp whistling sound came from afar.
Mo Qizheng and Yan Chenyun turned their heads, looking at the distance in surprise.
Could this be some sinister trick of the other races?
"It's Su Yue's divine weapon, don't worry.
"With Su Yue's return, he might be the nemesis of the lower-tier battlefield!"
Zhao Qian'en suddenly chuckled.
With the divine weapon in hand, Su Yue is like a Demon King in Wetland!
...
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In just the blink of an eye, the sound of the air breaking appeared above the battlefield.
Not only were the human martial artists bewildered, but even the warriors of other races were at a loss.
Is it a human race's killer weapon?
Or a Yangxiang Race's demonic artifact?
Qing Gai frowned.
