C140 Destroying(2)

Qing Hun's mind flashed and his mouth curved into a proud smile. He was the son of his father. Maybe he also had that Infinite Constitution of his.

Thinking about this, Qing Hun became a little excited. He looked around, and arrived in front of a tree with legs as big as a leg. He took a deep breath, and following the movements and incantations of the Buddhist Zen Finger