"Not a Star Envoy?"
Across the dark red barrier, Constantin's eyes flickered slightly, secretly murmuring a pity.
If Su Yuan really dared to summon the Star Envoy, he naturally had ways to quickly take control of it!
"Looks like someone from the Southern Continent?" Constantin scrutinized the black-haired, black-eyed Feng Xuanqing in front, sneering, "Well, it's just a little more effort, that's all!"
The Twelve Palace Star Envoys created by his Holy Plan were unbeatable beings at the same level, and only when meeting Su Yuan did an unexpected situation arise.
As for others, they might not even be able to surpass the Star Envoys, let alone the one who created them!
Su Yuan looked at Feng Xuanqing walking out of the dark red vortex, feeling quite emotional.
In the Battle of Divine Wind, death was certain.
