In the distance, on the dark road, the wind is heartless, Yan Fei, and the clouds are almost struggling. [Full text reading. 】

The gravitational pull on the ground is getting stronger and stronger, and the melting power of the pair of fighting qi is getting stronger and stronger, and they almost have a little problem when they lift their feet, not to mention leaping like falling feathers.

However, in this case.

None of the three of them said a word, and none of them shouted to wait for them with the feathers who ran far ahead, or take them with them.

They don't do the ones who drag their feet.

Only Falling Feathers can escape with their king.

Even if they die here, they will never complain.

Supporting and walking, the three of them gritted their teeth and approached to walk with all their might.

"It was my negligence." However, at this moment, a flash of silver light suddenly flashed in front of them, and the sound of falling feathers was still floating in the air one moment, and the next moment the person was already standing in front of them.

"Who told you to come back?" The wind was in a hurry.

"Hurry up, Swallowing Cloud Pixiu is about to break free from all prohibitions and shackles, and we will all die here by then, run away." Cloud Dome roared.

As for Yan Fei, his eyes were instantly blood-red, staring at Luo Yu, almost eating Luo Yu.

"Then you kill him." Luo Yu pointed at the clouds and killed the sky, and then the brush began to tear the placket.

When Feng Wuxin, Yun Qiong, Yan Fei and the other three heard this, they all looked at Yun Jitian who was not moving, and there was too much anxiety, too much complexity, and too much affection in their eyes for a moment.

"Wang, you ......" The three of them were almost speechless for a moment.

Don't give up on them at this time......

"Hurry up." At the moment when the three of them were emotional, Luo Yu quickly tore off the placket of the clothes and was careless, Yan Fei tied one hand to her, and the other end was tied to her body.

"Speed." Yun Jitian glanced at the three of them with cold eyes.

Yun Qiong, Feng Wuxin, Yan Fei and others are not children and daughters.

After the sudden mood fluctuation, he immediately reacted, and his face became serious.

"The third moment of the hour is the weakest time in the formation, and I am afraid that it is right now that the Cloud Swallowing Pixiu breaks free from all the shackles, gather all his strength and break through the southeast corner, and then there is a chance." Yun Qiong said deep and fast.