The soul of the martial arts comes from the soul of the saints and Taoists, and the two are integrated.

When the spirit of Zhenlong Wu is stiff in mid-air, Fang Li also feels a breath of terror, manipulating the power of heaven and earth, his face becomes extremely ugly. He stares at the leaf dust, where his eyes are stiff, the breath is invisible and totally elusive. However, it is real, just like a whirlpool, to completely submerge and devour him.

Ye Dust's footsteps are still slow and approaching the distance gradually.

On the separated forehead, dense sweat began to seep out, and the force of heaven and earth...