Lord Fanyun

Boom~~~
The black flames swept mercilessly, drowning the three Saint Lords directly like the surging sea. These three Saint Lords, whose strength was only at the level of those who had passed the seventh and eighth floors of Tongtian Pavilion, had no room to struggle at all and were directly evaporated by the black flames and turned into ashes.
A young man in a lavender robe stood in the air beside him. With a slight wave of his hand, the treasures and the Qiankun Ring left by the three saints...