watched the battle with tension.After a few seconds, their expressions froze.In the heart of the battlefield, Long Xiu's fist was held by Yun Tian with a single hand.Long Xiu gritted his teeth, as if...Fang Yu sensed the terrifying power attacking from behind, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned around.

The massive fist looming before him seemed poised to swallow the sky.

It contains extremely complex laws. Aside from the terrifying power it possesses, it also releases a powerful suppressing force.

Fang Yu's limbs felt as heavy as if they were bound by four meteors.

However, even so, he still effortlessly raised his left hand and, facing the fist that slammed towards him... slapped out with a palm!

"Boom!"

This is a Batian Palm!

Raging energy clashed with the incoming fist, erupting in a deafening boom!

A powerful surge of energy ripples outward, scattering the surrounding clouds and mist!

"Infinity Prism, Thunderstrike!"

Above, the Southern Yao Saint Lord clasped his hands in a seal.

The surface of the Wujī prism, suspended high in the air, suddenly flashed.

" ahead.Before ten minutes had passed, a thunder of footsteps finally echoed from ahead!And at the same time, you can see billowing dust clouds in the distance of the desert!Beneath the smoke and haze,...