"Woof! Whoosh!"
After that, Chen Xiaobei and the third elder immediately flew in that direction.
As he got closer and closer to the axe, the pressure in the space became more and more terrifying! It felt as if a trillion mountains had come crashing down, extremely heavy and oppressive!
"I can't ... I ... I can't take it anymore ... I can't get any closer ..."
The third core elder was already struggling to speak, and his breathing and heartbeat seemed to have stopped!
This feeling was really, really scary!
For a moment, the third elder even felt like he was a tiny ant that could be crushed into dust by the invisible pressure at any time!
Because of this, the third core elder had no choice but to stop under this immense mental pressure!
They didn't dare to get any closer to the Saint pan axe!
"Then you can wait here!"
Chen Xiaobei continued to fly toward the axe.