The dazzling golden light gradually receded, and everyone could clearly see the object that shattered the green palm print.

It turned out to be a big golden hammer!

On top of the big golden hammer, the aura was thick, and nine dragon patterns were engraved on it. A faint sense of oppression emanated from it, making many people's breaths stagnate.

"who?!"

The middle-aged man named Fang looked gloomy and spoke coldly. He dared to interfere in the affairs of their three major sects. He was really impatient.

"The people of Jiyang Dao Sect are really getting better and better. The dignified elder actually dealt such a harsh hand to one of our new disciples. It's really shameless!" A cold voice of scolding came from the horizon.

An extremely strong energy wave roared from a distance, seeming to shatter this space.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, a petite figure came through the air, and finally landed in front of the golden hammer. With a small hand, the huge golden hammer was held in his hand.

The petite figure was dressed in a black dress, with fair skin and a delicate face. Her eyes were filled with golden waves. However, at this moment, she had a cold look on her face, holding a heavy hammer in her hand, and an indescribable sense of oppression spread out.

Come on, everyone present will be breathing heavily.

Yuan Hong and others looked at the petite figure in the sky, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity in their hearts, especially the golden sledgehammer.
Chapter completed!