Despite Fen Mo always easily breaking through the Spiritual Fire released by the Hundred Flames Tripod, a winner couldn't immediately be determined.
In just a span of three breaths, the nine Nascent Soul Ancestors had clashed countless times, and the process of the clash was extremely perilous, a single thought could mean the difference between life and death.
Boom! Boom!
At this moment, in the pervading Black Sand storm of ten miles swirling incessantly, three loud, deafening sounds suddenly echoed, and instantly, myriad splendid flames like thousands of Light Swords, easily tore through the mass sand storm, shooting out in all directions.
The next second, two enormous fire Flame Dragons resembling pillars stretching to the sky, carrying the myriad flames, broke through the Black Sand storm and soared across the sky, with several figures faintly visible within the Fire Dragons.
Zhao Sheng, Han Wei, and Zhou Li, seeing this scene, all felt their hearts sink.
