The battle in the sky had gone beyond the comprehension and imagination of ordinary people.
From Xia ping 'an's point of view, the battle in the air was like two spaces squeezing and colliding, trying to swallow each other.
In the flames and blood clouds, the figures of heavenly Lord Li Huo and the Golden Moon Hall Master had already disappeared. They couldn't be seen on the ground at all. Occasionally, there would be a stream of blood light and flames overflowing from the sky. They were majestic and covered dozens of miles in the sky.
The blood light landed on the mountain outside of the secluded Mountain City. All the plants on the mountain withered and turned to dust, losing all their life.
The wisp of flame that had seeped out fell on the mountain outside the city. With a loud bang, it directly burned a big pitch-black hole on the top of the mountain. The inside of the Big Hole was like a volcanic crater, filled with red Hot lava.
