A young man in a dark red robe was rushing over from a distance, looking extremely disheveled.
The young man's eyes were vacant, his breath chaotic, his body covered in scars with dark red blood long since dried, a shocking sight.
Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon?
Looking at this young man, Ye Yun frowned slightly.
This guy, indeed found the Open Sun Galaxy.
But seeing in such a miserable state, covered in scars, it seems he fled from the Open Sun Galaxy in distress.
"Stop!"
Sikong Ying waved his large sleeve, suddenly shouting angrily.
The sound rumbled like thunder, as if even the starlight in the Open Sun Galaxy was shaken apart.
"This..."
Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon looked at the people on the Celestial Boat, a look of fear appearing in his eyes.
He barely managed to escape from the Sword Pavilion disciples, only to unexpectedly run into more Sword Pavilion people.
The Celestial Boat flew closer.
