"Xiao Yan."
Luo Tianhe quietly clenched his fists.
He had known Xiao Yan for only a short month, but Xiao Yan could still be considered a good friend. Had he now died fighting for the Luo God Clan?
"Hahaha, good death! What a good death!"
Xue Tong was still clapping and laughing loudly.
Although he had slapped the Blood God Clan's Seventh Grade Sovereign to death along with Xiao Yan when he struck just now, it had all been worth it. He had killed him!
Just as Luo Tianhe was grieving in secret, a black-robed figure quietly appeared beside him and asked in confusion, "What is that guy laughing about?"
"Xiao Yan, you're not dead?"
Luo Tianhe looked at the newcomer in immense surprise.
"Yes, that was merely one of my Three Thousand Lightning Phantom Bodies."
Xiao Yan nodded slightly, then looked at the man opposite him in confusion. "That's why I'm curious about what he's so happy about."
Xiao Yan's appearance instantly froze the smile on Xue Tong's face. He said in exasperation, "No, how could you possibly be alive? I personally saw your aura disappear!!"
Xiao Yan did not say much, merely sneering coldly. "Idiot."
The contempt of a junior made Xue Tong's expression turn even colder, but after being heavily injured by Luo Tianhe just now, he no longer had the strength to launch another attack.
Luo Tianhe swept his gaze across the battlefield and was quite satisfied with the results of this battle. He raised his voice and laughed. "Tian Long, withdraw the troops!"
Boom!
The two Earthly Sovereigns who had been fiercely clashing on another battlefield exchanged a powerful blow without yielding to each other, then swiftly pulled apart.
"Withdraw the troops!"
Luo Tianlong, who had likewise been watching the battle, laughed heartily and directly