Feng Xia’s Mysterious Art of Creation Is Able to Transform Whichever Part Is Too Small

Mo Lianque froze on the spot.

Immediately after, Qing Lin, Long Da and the elders of the Thousand Autumn Valley who were following behind also stiffened one after another. They looked at the calm Feng Xia with stunned expressions.

"This… this…"

For a moment.

It was as if everyone's neck was being strangled. Even if they used all their strength, they could only widen their eyes in a daze and they all found it difficult to say a complete sentence.

After an unknown period of time, the dumbfounded First Elder Lei Shao finally muttered, "Isn't this even more damn twisted…"

The rest of the people were still shocked. It was as if they had turned into clay sculptures and wooden carvings. They were dumbfounded and could not say a word.