Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunderous sounds shook the Vault of Heaven. Seas of ghost flames, frigid like tides, accompanied Xiao Chen's three martial arts divine powers as they swept across the void. It's as if the sky full of ghost flames dripped into a pot of boiling oil; the flames exploded several dozen or a hundred times over.
Outside Xiao Chen's fifty-foot-tall golden war body, divine golden flames burned, keeping the rolling cold fire from his body and creating a frenzy of combat Qi in his large figure.
"Huh!" Seeing the figure within his own ghost flames, instead of turning to ashes, it ignited and grew larger. The surging blaze of blood Qi rushed to the sky, blocking his ghost flames from outside in a short time. And more than that, there was a bursting killing intention coming towards him.