The sky is still collapsing and the ground is shaking violently.

The space is constantly shrinking and squeezing towards the inside.

Everyone in it had already felt the suffocating oppression.

More and more people can't bear this pressure and gradually fall down.

The people from Mo Jian Sect were almost killed.

But what's the use?

Taohuawu was destroyed, and all of them were going to die here!

Duan Qingquan held the long knife in his hand tightly, pursing his lips tightly, looking at the sky in the distance, as if waiting for something.

......

boom!

A loud noise suddenly came!

Immediately afterwards, a faint blue flame soared into the sky!

However, this cluster of flames suddenly surged out under the rippling mountains!

Mo Yun and others have seen such a scene too many times before, so they didn't take it too seriously at this time.

However, before they could react, countless flames were ignited on the mountainous lands with gullies!

Boom boom boom boom!
Chapter completed!