Ping let go, Elder Four's body plopped to the ground with a thud!The pale-faced Fourth Elder had a brush with death at the gates of hell. At this moment, he couldn't even stand up!Elder Three hurried...to buzz loudly!Chen Ping ignored him and slapped the dragon-patterned clock with his palm. At this moment, a bolt of lightning slid down from the huge palm print above his head, followed by a deafenin...