"Okay, Comrade Yang, how will you choose?"
But as this deep voice laughed, Yue Hongyan, Kang Nanhua and Zhao Huan felt as if they were struck by lightning, petrified.
Fang Ting’s body trembled a little. Boundless fear rose in her heart.
Yue Hongyan looked at the jade talisman in Wang Lin’s hand. While she spoke with difficulty, she managed to squeeze out a name, "Zhang! Lie!"
Kang Nanhua’s face turned green while Zhao Huan revealed a frightened and hateful expression on his face. An image in the valley of their minds surfaced in their heads.
Amidst a raging sea of green fire, countless Liefeng Covenant cultivators were screaming in horror as they were engulfed by the green fire.
In the huge fire, a tall man in black smiled as he looked at them.
