"Crack!"
The Heavenly Thunder Palm and the Wentian Palm collided directly.
Between heaven and earth.
First, there was an ear-splitting roar.
Immediately following, the giant purple palm, composed of countless purple heavenly thunders, terrifying in power and thousands of feet large, was suddenly penetrated by a hand only a few feet in size.
The thousand-foot giant palm started to crack from the center.
Like shattered glass, dense spider web-like cracks continuously spread.
In the end.
The thousand-foot giant palm exploded violently.
"Not good!"
Xiao Lei's face changed drastically, ready to retreat.
But Chen Yuan had already stepped out.
The thousand-zhang void beneath his feet was as close as if it were only inches away, and he instantly appeared before Xiao Lei, the Saint Son.
Chen Yuan slapped directly, imprinted on Xiao Lei's chest.
A white light shone, and purple lightning surged up constantly.
From Xiao Lei's chest, countless sparks of thunderlight emerged.
