Ziluo takes back the demon fire lotus and hangs it on the top of his head with the deer cutting knife. The demon fire light covers the place. The snow sea of flowers seems to melt in the hot sun. But the evil of the interior continue to drill out light points, blooming snow. Every time the demon fire burns a snowflake, there must be a new sea of flowers to fill it.

"all the fighters are in front!"

ziluo said in a deep voice, the lotus of demon fire spits out a round demon pill, which is in the pattern of benevolence and Black Tai Chi, and shoots at...