C111 Spatial Turbulence

"Myriad Manifestation Heaven Breaking Fist!"

Before Zhao Zilong could finish his words, Li Yi had already punched the violet-gold war god's spear on his back. A powerful force exploded and Zhao Zilong shot out like an arrow towards the exit of the tunnel.

"Xiao Yi, you!"

Zhao Zilong instantly understood what was going on. His eyes were about to crack