Fang Yu looked at everything above Yu Peak. Suddenly, on the mountain where Meng Shaobai lived, a breath that looked like a person but not a human, a demon but not a demon, a demon but not a demon, a fairy but not an immortal, a pillar of heaven soared into the sky.

The huge aura rushed up thousands of feet, attracting all the true disciples and some elders from Yuhuatian Palace to come out to watch.

"Clouds and water storm three thousand feet, and I am the emperor in all heavens and all worlds!"

Suddenly, a chanting sounded in the void, and a huge breath condensed in the sky, turning into the form of a boy.

It is Meng Shaobai.

This Meng Shaobai looks very tall now, with a cloud of water under his feet and six white wings growing behind him.

What kind of six wings are there?

You can see that there are countless runes above these six wings, and circles of text talismans flow on the white wings. Every time they flap, the wind between heaven and earth seemed to hear the call of the six wings, gathering from all directions, from the dark void, rolling in.

Some true disciples and elders of the Yuhua Sect felt countless spiritual winds growing in the void. They were many wind elves whizzing through the sky and the earth. At this moment, Meng Shaobai, who had six wings, was simply the emperor in the wind.

Some disciples changed their colors all of a sudden because they found that the airflow between heaven and earth did not listen to them at all, and even if they were circulating their magic power, they could not fly up themselves.

It seemed that when I saw Fang Yu, Meng Shaobai's face showed a ferocious look and he spoke a few words.

"Fang Yu! Come and fight!"

I was still dizzy and sore for a day, my voice was hoarse and I had to write, it was so difficult.
Chapter completed!