Ye Feng's voice tightened Qiu Yun's large body a little. The unique fragrance of adults wafted into his nostrils, but he had no time to think about it. After jumping into the sky, he wanted to use the method of diving to land on the opposite cliff. He didn't expect that just as he jumped up, the scene he was deeply impressed by the fire was suddenly illuminated by a silver light. The beam, followed by a thunderstorm that made one's scalp tingle, struck down directly from above. The terrifying pressure made people shudder, instantly destroying Ye Fengsheng's spirit.
Having lost the maintenance of spirituality, Ye Fengsheng and Qiu Yun again fell helplessly on the suspension bridge being corroded by the dark red flames. After a violent shake, they managed to stabilize themselves.
"Boom!"
