"Hmph! No matter what kind of monster it is, if it dares to block the way, it's a dead end!"
Qing Ling snorted coldly, and a flash of green light surrounded him. Suddenly, a large dark green hand appeared in front of him, as big as a house, entwined with strands of black flames, exuding an aura of destruction.
With a wave of Qing Ling's single hand, black mist rose from the green hand and disappeared without a trace, reappearing the next moment above the black Water Ape's head, clutching down fiercely.
A strong fluctuation containing the power of law descended along with it!
Liu Ming's expression changed slightly. The aura emanating from Qing Ling's large green hand was not a magical treasure but seemed to be transformed from a puppet arm.
