A wisp of pure white flame with a faint red glow ignited in Bai Ye's palm.
And when her fire came out, it was dark and evil! The icy cold and arrogant aura directly crushed the Lotus flame in Diwu qingge's hand from the palm of her hand!
"Swish!"
The nine Heavens White Lotus flame in Diwu qingge's hand immediately wilted!
wuwuwuwuwu! the White Lotus flame of the ninth heaven even let out a faint whimpering sound in an instant. The ball of fire was like a wilted lotus flower, trying to burrow back into Diwu qingge's body!
And in this situation ...
"What's going on?" Cheng Bizhou had never heard of it.
"This is a Pixiu." Yao canglan was a little dumbfounded, but he had seen this situation in ancient books, and if he did not remember wrong ...
"Could this be the suppression of fire? The natural pressure of a high-level flame over a low-level flame?" Han Yu, the expert, stood up in shock and stared at White night's fire seed.
