Zhao Ling'er nodded, and the divine light of creation flew around her, turning into a huge pen, which was held in her hand.

Zhao Ling'er wrote a letter straight, and after a few strokes, three characters appeared.

His voice, appearance and appearance are exactly the same as those of the old man in the Ji family, but he lacks a trace of spirituality!

"Go!" Zhao Ling'er said leisurely, blowing a breath of the divine aura.

The three figures seemed to have lived at the same time, and they slapped out three palms!

The Great Void Handprint!

Three black big hands covered the sky and collided with the big handprints of the old man from the Ji family above Zhuo Peak. In a blink of an eye, the big handprints were broken completely!

With one move, Zhao Ling'er did not pursue the victory. With a move, the three powerful men who were exactly the same as the old man in the Ji family suddenly dispersed and turned into the divine light of creation and fell into the huge pen in her hand.

Above the sky, the old man from the Ji family was shocked and suspicious.

Above the ground, a divine light flashed in Li Ruoyu's eyes.
Chapter completed!