Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.
Mo Yan and Lu Qingshan are both experiencing the most difficult battle of their lives so far.
In the midst of life and death, Mo Yan made a breakthrough, igniting the third Netherfire of the world.
On the other side.
On the desolate land, Lu Qingshan leaned on Qin Yitian's warm and soft body.
The cracks on his body were terrifying, and his injuries were extremely severe.
Lu Qingshan gritted his teeth silently, wielding Oblivion for another slash.
——The vitality in Oblivion had been drained by him earlier, but after slaying Tian Mang, Oblivion had extracted a very rich vitality from Tian Mang's body.
Sword light flashed by, and a touch of vitality flowed into Lu Qingshan's limbs and body, slightly improving his injuries.
Lu Qingshan endured the severe pain, silently healing.
"Young master, let's go." Qin Yitian knew the importance.
