This little bastard came back with a surprise attack, hiding overhead to ambush me!
In the meantime.
Earlier, above the clouds, Meng Chuan was enveloped by a mass of "cotton".
At this moment, seeing the red thread connected to the chest where the magic mirror was stored, he understood something as well.
Expressionless, he pulled out the recent spoils from the mirror.
He clenched it in the palm of his hand, crushing it into dark waves that dispersed.
"Fake..."
He didn't hide anymore, he showed his hand!
The overwhelming aura he had gathered for a long time transformed instantly, and the vast water vapor turned into blazing flames.
Fire clouds spread endlessly, like the phenomenon of heavenly fire engulfing a city hanging high in the sky.
This nearly two hundred feet radius of clouds had already turned into his field of intention under the powerful spiritual force.
Staring at the strange demon below, Meng Chuan took a deep breath.
