The crimson-gold flames and the golden lightning intertwined, and the chaotic and dazzling light illuminated the deepest part of the lightning pool.
The black chains were wrapped in the hot flames and began to tremble violently!
Whoosh—
The chains tightened, almost hanging Yi Zhao to death here!
Mu Dongyou—who was calmly cultivating nearby—sensed this commotion. He immediately opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the flames!
The force around Yi Zhao had already begun to burn crazily, and a rich bloody aura spread.
Mu Dongyou's heart sank, and he immediately ran in that direction! "This Yi Zhao—is he crazy!?"
…
At the same time, the cultivators in the lightning pool also felt that something was wrong.
The flickering lightning bolts inexplicably became anxious and began to swim around violently.
