Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt
Editor: Noodletown Translations
The top of the cliff had some longer moss and foliage, but the hot magma river burned them all into ash.
Eight thousand degrees magma was not joke. Only Qingfeng Li, who refined the Mortal Purgatory Body Technique could withstand this. Regular people would have died right away.
Even so, Qingfeng Li took a devastating hit by the magma waves, injuring and numbing his arm. It felt like a giant meteorite had crashed into him.
Fortunately, the Magma Dragon was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao talisman scripture during the ancient era. If it was not suppressed, Qingfeng Li would definitely have been killed by just a single blow.
Qingfeng Li's face turned gloomy. He knew that he was not the Magma Dragon's opponent, so he did not hesitate to continue to run to the top of the cliffs.
Of course, the Magma Dragon would not let Qingfeng Li go. It hated him and was desperately trying to destroy him.