The spirit of the great immortal!

The axe shadow was crushed in an instant, and the air was scattered, shaking the void. The giant hand's momentum did not reduce and continued to grab at great immortal dang Qing.

"Roar!" Qing Daxian roared and raised his giant axe. He rushed towards the giant hand. The sharp blade cut through the air and the wind was fierce. However, his all-out attack seemed extremely weak in front of the pale golden giant hand. It was as weak as a fly and was slapped to the ground by the giant hand.

BOOM!

A huge palm-shaped pit was formed on the ground. Water was flowing from the bottom of the pit, and the underground water was gushing out.

When great immortal Qing's entire body was buried deep in the pit, he suffered such a heavy blow, but there was no trace of injury on his body.

The pale Golden Palm did not continue to pursue and attack. Instead, it slowly retracted behind PEI Ling and disappeared.