the sound of cold drink came out without any emotion. With Mo ran saying these words, the white cyclone between heaven and earth suddenly became violent.

at this moment, the thick clouds in the sky agglomerate and finally turn into a huge fist. The fist is like a collapsed sky, pressing the clouds down slowly.

time seems to be stagnating at this moment. Looking at the fist that came from the top cover, everyone can see that the speed of the fist is extremely slow. But now, no one moves.

not that they don't want to move, but that they can't.

it seems that all the fists have been locked...