C1190 Four hundred million mystical qi

"What?" The surrounding crowd cried out in alarm.

This transformation was too fast.

Just a moment ago, everyone had seen Tian Cezi gaining the upper hand, suppressing and sealing Ding Yi. No one would have thought that in a split-second, Ding Yi had turned the tables on him.

At the moment, Ding Yi's body was moving without any wind, his clothes were frantically expanding