"Ah..." There was a miserable howl, and in less than a cup of tea, the surrounding scene had become like doomsday. The dense forest had long been blasted into ruins by the arm of the ancient fairy wielding a giant hammer, and the ground was full of giants. Large and small potholes, every pothole has a trace of blood in it, as for the corpse, it was killed by a sledgehammer.

The existence below is basically wiped out, and no corpse will be left behind.

"Junior Brother Ning, the aura of the Ancient Immortal's Arm is already very weak. I think it will be suppressed by all the true disciples in a short time."