"Who are you?" Ye Jingyu and Fang Zhentian almost asked at the same time that the strength of both of them had disappeared, or that they could not mobilize their own strength at all. The only thing they could use was their own flesh strength. At this moment, they were not the peerless strong ones who could destroy a mountain, but the ordinary people with abnormal flesh strength.

of course, no matter Fang Zhentian or Ye Jingyu, with their current physical strength, they can still easily kill a martial saint or even a heavy God.

but for them, such power is too small, especially for Fang Zhentian, who has always...