In the main hall facing the two of them, there was a hint of coercion faintly.

Ning Qi walked towards the main hall with a blank face, followed by Zhang Tao. At this moment, Zhang Tao was also a little curious about what it would be like to sit down and melt down the Immortal Realm powerhouse

As soon as the two of them stepped into the hall, it seemed that there was a spiritual storm sweeping towards them. Ning Qi was fine, but he stepped back a dozen steps suddenly to block the spiritual storm. At the same time, he felt that the soul was a little tired, as if There was a battle with a strong man, but Zhang Tao was miserable. He was caught off guard by the mental storm just now, and flew upside down hundreds of feet, landed heavily on the ground, coughing up blood non-stop, and his eyes gradually became pale. It became turbid, and the breath continued to drop, and it was actually about to die on the spot.