Seeing the monster with blood-red fur again, Zhou Yan's heart went cold. Almost instinctively, he gathered an endless Thunder Fire Purple Flame, deriving an endless Killing Dao, and charged toward the blood-red furred monster.
That fear, almost rooted in his soul, seemed as if the creature hid an immense and dangerous secret.
Zhou Yan's heart had tightened up.
As the Purple Flame roared out, like clusters of exploding orbs, it spread in all directions, the dense Purple Flame automatically dispersed, scattering like the Heavenly Girl scattering flowers.
This mode of attack was something Zhou Yan had never used before, it was also a method he did not know how to use.
Once the Purple Flame dispersed, its power could not be guaranteed. What's more, the blood-red furred monster was even fiercer and stronger than before—the Purple Flame's concentrated strike had previously only made it recoil, but now, as the Purple Flame spread out like fireworks, could it hold back?
