Xiao Qingxuan carried with him strands of dragon-shaped Gang Qi, transforming himself into worker after worker, completing the steel and concrete inside the building one by one.
The ashes of the winning ancestors that had accumulated over time were scattered within, covering every corner of the floating island.
Shi Huaiyu angrily shouted, "Su YanYang! Move faster!"
...
On the battlefield, in Xiang Shan's perception, Zhang Yu's Gang Qi grew weaker and weaker.
At the same time, the Soul Cultivators in the Spirit Realm surged forward, about to paralyze Zhang Yu's Seven Extremes Magic Remains.
Sensing all this, Xiang Shan coldly said, "It's time to end."
But just at that moment, he abruptly lifted his head to see a massive floating island soaring into the sky, hurtling towards his location.
Xiang Shan's gaze tightened: "Floating Island? Anti-gravity Array? This scale... I see, Zhang Yu was assisting the construction remotely while fighting me?"
