[The fire chases, the wind revives]
[The fire ignites the furnace for the wind]
[The fire burns, the fire burns]
[The foreign villains are burned to ashes]
…
Suo Wuchang’s black clothes are the best disguise in the dark night, and his white face moves through the night like a phantom.
It was a smooth journey as we approached the illuminated house, only a corridor away.
A wisp of night wind blew over and brushed against the exposed skin, causing it to burn slightly.
This burning sensation is nothing compared to the air in Lingzhou.
Suo Wuchang had this thought in his mind and prepared to approach the house.
wrong!
This is Canglan Continent, and there is no spiritual poison in the air. How can the night wind be as burning as Dian Lingzhou?
The foot that stepped forward paused in mid-air, then suddenly turned back.
A sudden scene in front of him proved that he was right to retreat.
A ball of red and nearly black flames ignited out of thin air on the ground he was about to step on.
The terrifying aura emanating from this flame shocked Suo Wuchang.
run!
Suo Wuchang’s rich life and death experience made him choose to retreat without hesitation.
The oppressive feeling brought to him by this mysterious fire alone left him unable to resist, and he did not even dare to think about the terrifying existence that controlled this mysterious fire.
He turned around to retreat, but was swept away by a strong wind and blocked his retreat.
The howling wind spread an invisible huge net, and he was the insect trapped in it. The copper lock flew out and hit the wind net with a ‘bang bang’ sound.
At this time, Suo Wuchang felt the burning sensation again, far exceeding the burning sensation he felt for the first time.
He looked in horror, seeing fire spreading on the ground all around, and flames wrapped in the wind net and sweeping toward him.
“Shou!”