At this moment, the fire borrowed the force of the wind, becoming immensely arrogant. And at this time, Chihuo directly reached out and grabbed the vine tightly. Qiao Mu frowned, sensing a powerful destructive force entering the Withered-Prosperity Wood, continuously ravaging its vitality. If this continued, it would be extremely disadvantageous for Qiao Mu.
"One Sword to Slay Demons!" At this moment, Li Yunjian struck again. He was the purest sword cultivator, with no laws, only one sword! It was with this very sword that he directly accomplished the sacred path. Just as Hou Yi honed a holy sword, his sword was naturally also a holy sword!
The shadow of the sword descended, and the terrifying power immediately cut into the transformed body of Chihuo. But at this moment, flames swirled upwards from Chihuo's body, directly enveloping the two of them. Even more unbelievably, a pitch-black gate suddenly appeared behind Chihuo, which was the Hell Gate!
