My Soul
Éditeur: Larbre Studio
Boom!
The cold storm swept past Helian Wei Wei's forehead.
The Holy Light of Buddha was sufficient to inhibit Helian Wei Wei's action.
This time, Phoenix would never be able to escape!
Suddenly, Helian Wei Wei opened her eyes. It caught that woman by surprise as the cold wind began spiraling inward like a cyclone as if it was adhering to Helian Wei Wei's command.
Many people said that the Phoenix bathed in fire.
However, only a few of them had witnessed it.
Hot air emitted from Phoenix, deterring anyone who dared to go near it.
Glaciers collapsed one after another behind Helian Wei Wei. Her hand was still holding onto the Phoenix Bone Scythe. As the crackles went off, her whole body was glowing in a layer of flame. The fires resembled ancient totems, weaving a sea of boiling blood and fire-like Phoenix wings behind her.