The giant palm is no longer just holding the sky, but is also grabbing fiercely.

This grasp holds the colorful auspicious clouds.

The auspicious clouds dissipate.

This grip holds the thunder.

The thunder collapsed.

But at the same time, the giant palm also dissipated.

"Master Patriarch, seniors... go well."

On the top of the cliff in the back mountain, only Feng Buyao heard the names of the thirteen figures at the bottom of the cliff. At this moment, his face was sad. According to the words left by the ancestor, the disciples of their Zhenwu Palace had great martial arts cultivation.

will be locked.

Everything is just because their Zhenwu Palace disobeyed the law of heaven today.
Chapter completed!