Without waiting for Ye Qiu to answer, the sinner of the eternal world headed towards the center of the battlefield.

There were masters in the realm of Tongtian fighting, with scattered mountains and rivers shattering, and countless creatures roaring.

In the valley, the women of the Supreme Alliance were searching everywhere and confronting other masters in the holy realm.

There are many masters from all walks of life here, but there are only two saints on the Yin-Yang Continent, which looks very thin.

At this time, Shen Jiaolong suddenly felt a trace of his mind.

"Did you sense it?"

The Yin Concubine in the Underworld, Bai Yun Return, Liu Hanyue, Wen Xiu, Qing Liuli, and Hu Haibing all shook their heads unanimously, indicating that they were conscious of nothing.

Sikong Yunyan, Ye Hua Shenyu, and Qin Yuqiu nodded one after another and said in unison: "It's strange to sense it, it's so strange that I can't say it."

Minghua said: "I also felt it. Could it be that flowers and birds compete for spring?"

Hongni said: "If so, where is it hidden?"

Minghua pondered and said, "I'll try it with the burial flower glass to see if there is any reaction."

Minghua sacrificed her burial flower mirror and used her strength to activate it with all her strength at the third level of the Saint Lord. A light flashed on the mirror, and gradually turned into a painting, appearing and disappearing.

"I saw it, how can I find it?"

Nie Xiaoxuan was extremely excited. A master nearby rushed over to grab the famous flower's burial glasses.

Aunt Yun, Yin Fei of the Underworld, Bai Yungui and others took action to stop him, while Shen Jiaolong, Sikong Yunyan, Ye Hua and Chen Yu and others who had some senses surrounded Minghua and each extended his hands to grab Minghua.

"Without, I can sense it too."
Chapter completed!