Boom!
The moment the huge palms touched the mountain peak, the flames between Zhou Shu's hands soared. His eyes shone brightly. As the flames curled around him, balls of fiery red liquid suddenly gathered together, and a bangle appeared in front of him.
Gruu—
Zhou Shu spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood landed on the flames and was instantly burned away.
Then the bangle landed in his hand.
Zhou Shu couldn't care about anything else. His hand glowed, and the Cosmic Cauldron he was sitting on had already disappeared.
Zhou Shu put away the Cosmic Bangle on his wrist. With a few flashes, he was instantly hundreds of meters away.
At this moment, the mountain he had just been on had been uprooted by the huge palms.
At the Demon King realm, or even the Great Demon realm, it wasn't difficult to shatter a small mountain.
But this scene still amazed Zhou Shu.
