"I didn't expect that he could withstand the power of the Eight Evils. It was indeed extraordinary."

Ye Sifeng also agreed at this moment.

At that time, after Su Haoran decided on this combat plan, he felt something was wrong, and felt that Ye Xuan could not bear the power of the Eight Evils, but he did not expect that he did it.

Looking at the figure that kept moving through the sea of ​​fire, a gratifying smile appeared on Su Haoran's resolute face.

"A gentleman is unparalleled in national talents!"

Looking at Ye Xuan who was slaughtering bravely, a smile of appreciation appeared on Su Hanyan's exquisite and cold face, and he commented with a smile.

In a trance, she couldn't help but see the figure of the man scattered among the millions of troops, and there was a murmuring sound from her mouth: "Is this the successor you selected?"

In the zero-degree space, five sharp figures sat cross-legged.

In front of them was an energy mirror, and the picture presented inside was the scene of the blue front at this moment.

"Have the style of my past!"
Chapter completed!