The setting sun gradually slanted west, and under the illumination of the blood-like afterglow, the Red Flame Desert reflected a hazy blood light. Coupled with the occasional terrifying beast roars, the atmosphere felt tragic.
Swoosh!
In the desert, a figure was flying through the air, as fast as lightning, with fierce waves of energy rolling up waves of sand below.
After parting with a few adventurous martial artists, Luo Feng kept moving north.
With his identity exposed, there was no need to conceal his true capabilities. He pushed Sky Cloud Step to the limit, appearing as a drifting cloud, unpredictable, one moment a kilometer away, and the next right before you.
Hmm?
Suddenly, Luo Feng's ears twitched, hearing movement, he looked towards the left front.
The blood-red sky and desert formed a line, endless. At this moment, a patch of black spots appeared on the desert, approaching quickly.
