Chapter seven hundred and twenty second palm pressure(2/2)
But now...
The Holy Lord of Dayan actually retreated?
Suddenly, the field was in an uproar, and countless creatures were puzzled.
Only a few people including the gray-robed true immortal seemed to notice something, looked at each other, and a trace of fear flashed deep in their eyes.
The reason why the Lord of Dayan said this is probably not that he did not want to go in, but that he felt a certain kind of fear...
"Don't come in?"
Li Si sat on the dragon throne with a smile on his face: "I let you in, even if you die, you must come in."
Buzz!
As soon as Li Si finished speaking, he raised his right hand slightly and pressed slightly at the Saint Lord of Dayan who realized something was wrong and began to retreat.
Buzz!!
A terrifying aura stretched and spread infinitely.
In an instant.
The millions of miles around the Taixuan Mountains have changed the world, and are shrouded in gray voids.
Chapter completed!