Chapter Eight Hundred and Sixty
Wei Jinghuan brazenly made a move, his technique taking form, conjuring a sand-yellow mountain peak that crashed down from the void.
Boom!
The roof of the meeting hall was instantly smashed open by the mountain peak, and with a loud crashing sound, a large amount of mixed earth and brick debris fell. Amid these debris, a several-meters-wide peak, radiating a yellow glow, smashed down towards Long Xiaoshan.
Its formidable power was exceedingly astonishing.
Bang!
After a massive tremor, the floor where Long Xiaoshan stood collapsed straight away, creating a large hole several meters wide, with a mass of bricks falling through, and dust billowing up from the hole.
"Xiaoshan!" Jin Lian screamed.
Shangguan Baihe's complexion changed dramatically, too.
