Boom!
One punch!
The terrifying fist power that was blasted out instantly began to expand; it grew bigger and more terrifying, like a planet charging towards the sky!
The punch was burning, instantly consuming all the oxygen in that part of the sky, and the air naturally surged towards the fist power.
But what the people on the ground saw was a sun, burning with intense flames, rushing towards the sky, while the surrounding rain and wild winds dashed towards the fist power like moths to flames, only to be completely consumed by the flames above!
Yet, what the people above saw was like a slowly rising—coffin!
"Damn it, save me!"
Tiger Strength Immortal shouted, "Tang Sanzang, are you trying to revolt?"
Sun Wukong popped out, scratching his ear, "Five hundred years ago, I did it, and five hundred years later, my master does it again, can't he?"
"You!"
Tiger Strength Immortal was instantly at a loss for words!
