Suddenly, a strange feeling emerged from the depths of these powerful beings' hearts.
By the time they reacted, it was already too late.
Under the powerful pull of the blood of gods and demons, they couldn't suppress the agitation in their blood at all.
Like a nuclear bomb, it exploded violently.
In an instant, blood-red fireworks surrounded Song Qingyan, blooming one by one.
This bizarre attack method also scared Song Qingyan.
This person, who clearly couldn't completely resist the skill she had used earlier, now easily killed powerful beings even she struggled to withstand.
With the fall of the Flame World powerhouses, the formation that trapped Song Qingyan instantly collapsed.
Song Qingyan's body suddenly lightened and was about to fall to the ground.
Lu Hong, quick with his hands and eyes, rushed over and supported her.
"Are you okay?"
Seeing Lu Hong's divine and demonic form, Song Qingyan uncharacteristically blushed and whispered, "No... no problem."
