Di Shan looked very calm, stood in front of Shi Yan in silence, spreading out his black wings. Cyclones of forces, which could be seen by ordinary eyes, were projected successively from his wings covering the entire space around Shi Yan.
The ink-black light circles appeared one by one next to Shi Yan and then slowly diffused outwards.
Dreary and anomalous aura, which was like ocean tides, densely gathered around Shi Yan. This aura didn't seem to be afraid of the sword's attack or the full-power strikes of the God Realm warriors.
Gu Shao's eyes shot out the lightning. His face turned to be serious and frigid, "Pagan tribe?"
Di Shan's black wings were eye-catching. As soon as he appeared, his origin was instantly disclosed.
The Kyara Sea's current situation was very complicated. Dealing with the Demon Dwellers' invasions was extremely urgent. At this critical moment, Di Shan's appearance was very sensational.
Especially when Di Shan had the cultivation base of the God Realm.
