"Ha ha Cool, keep going. You two fires are too bad, aren't you? I'm cold before I get warm... " The joking voice of the people in the tower keeps coming, and they really can't hear half of the bitter taste from their voice. He knows that he can't clean up the other side in this way, but he may be consumed by life. But what's the way to directly attack the people in the tower?

from this point of view, Ye Feng's mind suddenly jumped up with an idea. He used one hand to control two sky fires to continue baking, while the other hand quietly touched the soul...