Staring at the churning black-red flames without blinking, Chen Moyang's palm was quickly and continuously grasping in the beast fire, and his heart was full of anxiety. It was the first time he had been in such close contact with a beast fire that no one controlled, and although there was some strange novelty in his heart, it was more uneasy and apprehensive. In this case, as long as the medicinal power of the Ice Condensation Pill in his body could not be replenished, his arm would probably turn into a pile of ashes in an instant.

Swallowing his saliva, Chen Moyang touched the cold sweat on his head, and his right hand, which was stretched into the beast fire, carefully groped in it inch by inch, and released his soul perception to the extreme, looking for the faint ......

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