A massive charred pit several meters in diameter was blasted open on the ground, with molten rock flowing along its edges.
Thick smoke and electric light pervaded the scene!
Is it over?
This thought flashed through countless people's minds in an instant.
Madman Jin Wei's face twisted into a grim grin.
Ghostly Soul Cangning's eyes slightly narrowed.
Zhang Hong and the others looked ashen-faced!
However...
Amidst the swirling dust and blinding electric light!
A figure, still standing!
Fang Qingyu was surrounded by a thin layer of flickering dark golden flames!
Outside the flames, countless fine purple arcs crackled like a swarm of frenzied serpents, furiously tearing and striking!
Emitting a teeth-gritting "zzzz" sound!
Fang Qingyu's steps did not falter!
Maintaining his advancing posture!
Just slightly slowed down!
