"Swish!"
Son of God desolate fire's head and headless body started to burn at the same time. In the blink of an eye, they turned into ashes. However, the ball of flames became more and more vigorous as it charged toward Yu Ling at lightning speed.
The feather spirit was alarmed and used the immortal slaying gourd to block in front of him.
However, the flame seemed to exist in another time and space. It silently passed through the immortal slaying gourd and entered the space between Yu Ling's eyebrows. A voice full of resentment resounded in Yu Ling's mind, " "You dare to kill the divine Son of my barren fire sect. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, my barren fire sect will never let you go!"
In the next moment, a blood-red flame mark appeared between the feather Spirit's eyebrows, silently jumping under its skin.
Yu Ling's eyebrows furrowed. Her divine soul suddenly scattered into thousands of auras of the origin of the great Dao.