Wenren Liyuan sighed softly, activated his spiritual power, and prepared to make the final desperate blow. The other practitioners also showed despair. Their moods ranged from great sadness to great joy, and then to great sadness. They were already prepared for the final battle.

, even if you die, let the immortals see that they will not kneel on the ground and wait for death.

"Little daughter-in-law, call for help and your husband will come to save you." Su Zhao's voice rang in Wenren Liyuan's ears.

Wenren Liyuan opened his eyes suddenly, with tears in his eyes, and laughed: "Husband"

"Help!"

Wen Renliyuan's voice in front was not loud, but the people around him didn't pay attention to it, but the two words "help" behind him resounded throughout the sky.

Immortal Huayu also reached out and grabbed it with evil thoughts.

boom!

Immortal Hua Yu stepped back a hundred miles with evil thoughts, a look of surprise and doubt on his face.

In front of Wenren Liyuan, an emperor wearing a black crown robe and a red saddle appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!