"In that case, please show up and see me. My son Zixiao Sect cannot be insulted. Today, I absolutely cannot let you leave Zixiao Sect!"

Zicheng Qian was shocked and angry.

He had just used his aura to shock Zixiao City when Qin Tian's aura suddenly came, clearly wanting to slap him in the face!

How can he endure it!?

"Haha, you want to see me!?"

"Then let's see if you, the sect leader, can take my slap!"

"bring it on!"

Ling Tian's sneer sounded, and above everyone's horrified gazes, a huge vortex suddenly formed in the sky above Zixiao Sect.

The immortal energy within a thousand miles radius and the power of the spiritual veins under the Donghua Immortal Mountain were all crazily absorbed by this vortex.

All the warriors in Zixiao Sect and Zixiao City, except for Zi Chengqian, were lying on the ground, and it was difficult to get up.

And under the whirlpool, a huge palm with a radius of ten thousand feet, like an ancient god, was bathed in sacred fire and slowly descended from the sky.

It's as if he wants to smash the Zixiao Palace into ashes with one palm!

The Prajna Divine Palm descended from the sky.
Chapter completed!