Dugu Fengwu’s Pledge!

At this moment, the Yin Yang Mountain was still growing. However, the growth had gotten slower, and the current Yin Yang Mountain was already over 3,000 meters tall.

Yang Dingtian and the others were about 2,000 over meters away from the ground on the high altitude mountain, and their surroundings were all filled with dark blue clouds.

Yang Dingtian looked at Qin Huaiyu and the others. He had to make a choice. At the start, his eyes fell onto Qin Huaiyu and Gudu Wuhuan's body. But ultimately, his gaze went to Dugu Fengwu's face.

This woman's beautiful face had already turned pale, and cold sweat was constantly breaking out from her forehead.

The mystic qi within her body was gradually depleting. Only death awaited her once it had been fully dried in this kind of mystic qi contest.

And Yang Dingtian would be the cause of Dugu Fengwu's death if he were to reject Gudu Wuhuan's proposal.