C2692 A Stone Tablet

A wild laugh, but he couldn't laugh after three laughs.

He suddenly felt that his Eternal Divine Fist was rapidly being destroyed. At the same time, the power of his opponent's Instant Fist was soaring!

"One hundred and fifty million dragon power!"

"Two hundred million dragon power!"

"You..."

Ancestor Wan Heng's arrogant voice turned into fear. At this moment, Yang Ling's calm voice sounded