The entire world was silent, and only the blue crystal Flower was free of dust as it quietly fell.
The darkness in the sky gradually dispersed under the light of this flower. Murong Zhu's figure was also revealed. It turned out to be a blue light on his forehead. When he focused his eyes, he couldn't see the shape of this blue light. He only felt that it was extremely beautiful and spiritual, as if it had a very high level of intelligence.
Jiang Churan's Silver blade goumang was in front of her, gradually recovering its spirit Qi. The earth-shattering blow just now had also consumed a lot of goumang's spirit Qi. This kind of divine weapon had its own spirit Qi and could absorb the energy between heaven and earth to recover itself, just like a martial artist breathing and cultivating.
Tian si lowered his head, his eyes devoid of any expression. However, Jiang Churan could feel a pair of bright eyes staring at him, and this feeling came from the blue flower of light.
