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Boom! Boom! Boom!
More intense struggles ensued as the light curtain of the Fu Tian Formation began showing cracks everywhere, and even the Fu Tian Cauldron was "crack, crack," continuously breaking apart.
The Fu Tian Formation was about to collapse completely.
"Not good!"
Long Xiaao's pupils suddenly contracted, realizing that once the Fu Tian Formation crumbled, he would no longer have the means to contend with the Earth Fire Flame Ghost.
"Phew!"
Wen Tingguang's condition was even more unbearable, his Divine Soul having been struck by a spiritual backlash; he spewed out a mouthful of blood, appearing extremely weak and fatigued.
"Dammit!"
Ling Feng had thought that Wen Tingguang and his allies could completely suppress the Earth Fire Flame Ghost, but at the final crisis, such a reversal occurred.
It seemed as if there was no chance for a turnaround.
