Zheng Ming looked at the dozens of flames around him and, deep in thought, he slammed a palm toward one that had already reached near him.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" combined with "Red Sun Shines Over Daqian."
For a moment, in the void, it was as if two crimson fire dragons had collided heavily, sparking fireworks that filled the sky.
Although Zheng Ming's "Red Sun Illuminates Da Qian True Qi" was not actual fire, it was much stronger than real flames.
However, now, his True Qi combined with the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" was only on par with one of the many fire dragons in the sky, which made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"That is the heartfire spewed by a dying Divine Bird, ten times stronger than ordinary flames. This time, Yao Le Xuanji's team will suffer heavy casualties."
Yao Leqingshu looked at the fire dragons falling like raindrops in the distance and spoke with a cold tone.
