.The wings of a ghost-patterned butterfly instantly turned to ashes.Fang Yu kicked out with one foot, blasting the Ghost-Patterned Butterfly's body to pieces.Another inner elixir burst forth from with...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.

" family heirloom."Mr. Fang, no matter what you want, I will do my best to provide it..." Lin Zhengxiong said stubbornly.Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong, his eyebrows raised, and said, "From now on, d...