While director Xiaofu was getting excited, there was a continuous crackling sound in the distance.
Director Xiaofu stopped in his tracks. What was going on?
Director Xiaofu jumped onto a tree next to him and looked up. He saw that the thunder cone trees were already covered in black seeds and the thunder cone trees were waving their branches and leaves crazily.
How did the Thunder Cone trees become like this?
Director Xiaofu frowned. Although his cultivation was not bad, under such circumstances, he did not dare to move forward rashly.
He could only wait for the thunder cone trees to calm down before moving closer. Otherwise, it would not be worth it if he lost his life.
Anyway, even if Yan Qingcheng’s corpse turned into black water, the storage ring would not melt.
