the long sky of Lu Chen's old boxing dance changes color, and the huge pressure falls on the head of Feng Yuanxian. The overwhelming terrorist force fluctuates, turning the mountains into powder, and the light cluster formed by black fireworks, leaving one deep hole after another on the ground.

"hum!" Lu Chen snorted coldly, and the silver light flashed frequently. It was a great change. Originally, the Tianchan magic technique had reached nine times of Tianji change. Since he practiced to the semi divine realm, all Tianji and Xianfa became instinctive. There was no difference in any moves. When he moved in his heart, he could easily display it, and...