C294 Frictional Friction

With a bang, Chen Jing's forehead was pressed against the floor. The golden dragon claw firmly grabbed the bone behind his back.

If it were not for the fact that Ye Fan's cultivation was weaker than his, he would have been trapped by the True Divine Spirit Qi all over his body.

The disadvantage of a Xiantian cultivator was something that one's foundation could not make up for