Just as the minds of the cultivators were turning with numerous thoughts, Yuan Ming's divine sense had already touched the Demon Thunder Array.
"Boom"
As everyone had anticipated, a thick black thunderbolt shot out from the array, instantly crossing a distance of more than a dozen miles, striking towards Yuan Ming's chest.
Yuan Ming pinched a technique with one hand extremely skillfully, and then pointed towards the void in front of him, a dazzling yellow light flashed, and a yellow mountain-shaped magic treasure appeared in front of him. It was the Houtu Peak.
"Boom" A loud roar sounded as the black thunder struck the Houtu Peak.
In an instant, the surface of the yellow mountain flickered with black thunderfire, bursts of black thunder erupted, almost completely engulfing it.
At the same time, a grand yellow shadow burst out diagonally from the black thunder light, it was indeed the Houtu Peak, its surface covered with densely packed, conspicuous deep pits.
