"Swish!"
The great Dao glass bottle disappeared into the void and left quickly with a terrifying and deep spatial fluctuation.
"BOOM!"
Ye Chen's palm slammed into the void, and the world shook. The great Dao glass bottle was shaken out of the void on the spot, and it was caught in ye Chen's hand.
The great Dao glass bottle trembled violently in ye Chen's hand. It wanted to escape from ye Chen's control, but it was impossible.
"Fellow cultivator, leave a line in life, and we'll meet in the future! This great Dao glass bottle is my Natal weapon. It's useless even if you get it!" An old woman's voice suddenly came out of the great Dao glass bottle. It was patriarch veluriyam's divine thought transmission with the help of this holy weapon.
Ye chen looked at the great Dao glass bottle calmly and said indifferently, " "Old witch, I'll wait here for you to come and die. If you don't come, I'll cripple your holy weapon!"
