Xiao Ye held the Honglong Scepter and reversed life and death too many times, and he himself was wiped out by the force of the vast sea.

"Ancestor, save him quickly!"

Seeing the appearance of the three fallen ancestors, the black-robed girl Luo Liuli's eyes filled with tears.

The other ninth-level immortal phoenixes also had faces full of grief.

Xiao Ye not only killed the ninth-level enemies, but also protected them with his scepter, which made them all survive and even healed most of their injuries.

But Xiao Ye himself paid a huge price.

"Little friend Xiao Ye..."

The three fallen ancestors were all silent as they stared at the withered flesh and blood.

They are very strong, powerful enough to fight giants.

But Xiao Ye's current state is not something they can change.

"Don't worry."

"This kid is very tough, he won't die that easily."
Chapter completed!