A flame suddenly ignited on the black book and transformed into a huge trident.
Whoosh!
The black shadow stretched out its arm. The flame flashed like lightning.
A path of flames pierced through space. It was still at the front just now, but it arrived in front of Wu Ji in the next second.
The power of the two suns had transformed into such a small-range attack.
The huge force completely dispersed the fog, but Wu Ji's eyes did not change at all.
"Interesting! What a pity!"
Wu Ji suddenly burst into laughter.
His voice did not sound old at all. It was like the hearty laughter of a young man.
His body turned into a huge vortex like a meteorite fallen into the sea.
In the endless whirlpool, the flames that filled the sky gathered towards him.
This violent suction force even sucked in the flame passage created by the trident.