Shen Yanxiao's heaven-defying strength had shocked several of her Phantom friends to the extent that their souls almost left their bodies. They, who were originally full of vigor, had already wilted under Shen Yanxiao's monstrous realm.
"Comparisons are odious." Li Xiaowei sighed. Shen Yanxiao set off later than them, but her strength had increased so crazily!
"I think I should jump into a river or something." Yang Xi had a look of despair. So what if he had an eight-winged golden dragon? Shen Yanxiao was about to become a double Divine Professional!
"Let's form a team." Yan Yu patted Yang Xi on the shoulder.
"The moat of Sun Never Sets is quite clear," Qi Xia suggested.
"Hurry up! Let's go!" Tang Nazhi immediately seconded.
Shen Yanxiao's lips twitched as she looked at those bastards who wished for the world to be in chaos.
