Within the Nine-colored Light River, Jiuling Yuanjun sneered coldly.
"Daydreaming! You'd better think about how to face the Alchemy Sect's move!"
"Alchemy Sect?" Bull Demon was taken aback. Was the one coming the Alchemy Sect's Luo Chen who wounded the Seven Rhinos?
Just at this moment of distraction, his expression suddenly changed, becoming both shocked and angry!
Qingyang's Great Handprint descended!
A perfected and continuously optimized proud move.
Executed with composed seal gestures.
Gathering momentum over three thousand miles.
Above the big formation, Luo Chen slowly pressed down his right palm.
The vast handprint formed by the fusion of Qi Power and Spirit Qi also slowly pressed down with his movements.
The thick light curtain isolating the outer world emitted a screeching sound at this moment, as if unable to bear it.
But the light curtain was extremely tough, even when pressed down a hundred feet deep, it did not shatter.
