The region below seemed to have entered an apocalyptic scenario.
In just a brief moment.
The place Xiong Ba walked through had already turned to scorched earth.
Ding Ling cast his gaze toward the West.
The sight he beheld was also a desert region devoid of any greenery!
"Xiong Ba."
Ding Ling turned swiftly, resembling a bolt of lightning. With a whoosh, he landed in front of Xiong Ba, facing him directly, and shouted angrily. The overwhelming sound waves poured into Xiong Ba's ears, causing them to bleed, and his chaotic eyes cleared slightly.
He slightly raised his head to glance at Ding Ling, seemingly recalling something, his pupils constricted and abruptly returned to chaos.
Roar!
Xiong Ba let out a fierce roar towards Ding Ling and suddenly swung his hand.
Whoosh!
Scorching flames appeared out of thin air, surging toward Ding Ling like a flying waterfall rushing to the sea.
