Entering the Connate Realm (8)

Wang Yi's aura continued to rise. He was like a dragon that had escaped from the abyss. It soared into the sky and reached the heavens.

The metamorphosis of its body was becoming more and more obvious, and it was transforming into something unknown and unpredictable.

Boom!

At this moment, the three terrifying axe beams finally slashed down.

When Wang Yi saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up. The three-colored heavenly saber in his hand drew an inexplicable trajectory as he unleashed his full combat strength to face the attack.

Bang!

The two attacks had just collided when blood flowed from the corner of Wang Yi's mouth. His body simply fell backward like a kite with a broken string.

Although he was injured, Wang Yi was not depressed at all. Instead, he seemed a little excited.

That was right. He was excited!