Li Tian gave them a bunch of pills to keep them alive.
With a thought, he let them into the Crystal Palace. Then, he exhaled and stood up with the help of the immortal sword.
He looked at the burning path and felt a chill in his heart.
"Self-destruction," he muttered softly."What a lunatic."
At this time, the flames did not show any signs of extinguishing, and the long path was also shaking constantly, as if it was about to collapse.
No matter how strong the dungeon was, if it was facing the self-explosion of a four-tribulation Mahayana stage powerhouse, it would not be able to maintain its original state.
"I have to leave as soon as possible," Li Tian thought to himself. He clutched his chest and gasped.
He had already taken a lot of pills, but his injuries could not be healed by just taking pills.