Meng Jingtian was speechless, but Feng Jun was shocked.
This sentence sounded a little silly in Meng Jingtian’s ears, but to him, it sounded rather familiar, as if... he had heard it somewhere before.
And that existence, he didn’t dare to touch or recall.
Impossible! It was just a half-illusory microscopic world, it was impossible for there to be people there.
A coincidence! It had to be a coincidence!
Although Lord Phoenix was shocked, his figure flashed past and left a trail of flame footprints in the air. Before his long spear landed on the ground, he caught it.
Then, he waved his long spear and a high-pitched Phoenix cry was heard. Endless Flames came from all directions, like the flapping wings of a phoenix.
This flame was much stronger than Meng Jingtian’s sky-burning fire. After all, it was only a god-grade skill. In front of Lord Phoenix, it was not even worth mentioning.
But at this moment, Meng Jingtian clearly knew what he should do.
