Teng Yi looked at the rapidly approaching enemy, his sturdy arms surrounded by dense Black Fog, like snakes coiled around his arms, his body emitted a strange sound, resembling a thunderous symphony, clearly he was putting forth his full strength.
The intensely fluctuating True Yuan instantly shattered the platform beneath his feet again, accompanied by a low roar, his crimson eyes emitted cold blood-light, his right arm covered in fierce powerful energy, like a dominating spear, stabbed forward once again, echoes of explosions rang along the way.
"Demon Cold Flame!"
A blue Fire Snake suddenly shot out from Lin Mo's arm, winding around the entire arm, covering the surface of the fist, forming an extremely eerie blue flame, which was precisely the power of Soul Fire.
