Mobei, in front of the polar night world.

Two figures passed by one after another and directly entered the polar night world.

In order to capture Yan Xiaoyu, Sanzang chased him from the hinterland of Dashang to Mobei, chasing him for thousands of miles and never leaving.

Deep in the polar night world.

Shui Jing felt someone approaching, his expression became cold, he stepped out and disappeared without a trace.

After a few breaths, Shui Jing appeared in front of Yan Xiaoyu. Without a word of nonsense, he slapped it with his palm.

There was a sudden palm, and Yan Xiaoyu had no time to react. With a bang, his body flew several feet away.

From behind, Sanzang rushed over, swung the Buddhist beads in his hand, wrapped them around Yan Xiaoyu's arm, and slapped him with the same palm.

"My Lord, help!"

At the critical moment, Yan Xiaoyu's blood surged throughout his body, forcibly protecting his vital points, and at the same time, he shouted urgently towards the polar night world.

The heavy palm struck, blood spurted out of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth, and he was seriously injured.

The next moment.

In the polar night world, a beam of light fell from the sky and enveloped Yan Xiaoyu's body. After a moment, the beam of light disappeared, and Yan Xiaoyu's figure also disappeared.

"Power of God!"
Chapter completed!