The split Golden Dragon shadow seemed to be affected as well. As the little dragon's Phantom shook, several clones gathered again and reappeared a majestic Golden Dragon.
It raised its head, its eyes filled with pride, and let out a long cry.
As soon as the Buddhist cultivation was completed, he separated one of his hands and slapped down with a smile.
His expression seemed kind, but it made song Qing feel like she was shrouded in the shadow of death.
It was strange to say that the Buddha's palm wrapped in the Halo did not seem to be fast, but with every drop, it seemed to grow several times larger.
This palm was like an inescapable net, and all the people and things that were caught in it seemed unable to escape.
As the spiritual energy pressed down, it was as if the world had collapsed. All that was left was the white light, and all the people, scenery, and objects seemed to have disappeared in an instant.
