A fireball erupted not too far from Chen Feng’s team of three and the resulting heat waves scorched the surrounding buildings. Chen Feng’s team was slightly too slow in running away and they felt their brows getting singed as well while their bodies grew uncomfortably hot.

“This is dangerous! We need to leave quickly! A foe of this calibre is not something we can face,” Tie Changkong shouted.

Even as he spoke, the three of them felt their blood boiling. The layers of astral energy protecting their bodies released popping sounds and the magic robes on them began to wrinkle.

“Go!”

Knowing that they could no longer stay there, the three of them dashed forward as they hastily ran as far as they can.

Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou!

Suddenly, the Two-headed Icefire Wyrm changed its attacks. Iceballs became ice arrows while fireballs became fire arrows. The attacks took on increased speed and power. Even if the cultivators who were struck managed to stay alive, they would end up getting terribly wounded.

Sou!

An ice arrow shot towards the distant Chen Feng. With a shout, Chen Feng stabbed out using Bloody Soul to shatter the ice arrow. However, a stream of frost aura flowed through the bloody lance into Chen Feng’s body. Instantly, Chen Feng felt himself...