In the deep forest far away, countless trees had turned into ashes.
Ice attacks froze the world together, followed by fire attacks that turned everything into nothingness.
When ice and fire met, even if there was no hatred between them, the ice and fire were definitely incompatible.
"You Pingzhi, hand over the Ancient Language Grass in your hand and I can spare your life."
Liu Wenxing's fire-type heaven weapon kept breaking the opponent's attacks. The Second Heaven Martial Emperor was suppressing the First Heaven Martial Emperor's attacks. Their attributes were against each other. Moreover, they had encountered a good medicinal herb now. Naturally, they would not give up.
" Liu Wenxing, do you think you can defeat me just because you're at the Second Heaven of the Martial Emperor Realm? "
