"Immobilize!"
Ye Yuan's mouth lightly spat out a word.
The next second, the entire world was frozen!
The resplendent lightning snakes, five-colored lightning, dancing fog, including Long Yuan, everything and everything, was frozen!
The entire world was like a painting, being completely still!
Those crazily dancing five-colored lightning snakes, all of them stopped on top of Ye Yuan's head.
Just like a kind of liquid that suddenly met with extreme cold, instantly being frozen.
This scene was incomparably bizarre.
Time, space, was seemingly completely frozen.
Suddenly, a hint of disharmony flashed past in the painting.
Somebody moved!
It was Ye Yuan!
Only to see him take a step out, his figure instantly crossing a distance of thousands of feet, arriving in front of Long Yuan.
Bang!
Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Yuan's punch slammed onto Long Yuan's face, directly blasting him flying.
At this time, a breath had just passed.
