" ancient destructive species, fireworks ... "
bai wushang seemed to have caught a glimpse of a rare treasure, and he focused his attention on it.
it was a funnel-shaped morning glory that was more than 15 meters tall, white with a tinge of red.
the stem was thin, and there were a few green leaves at the bottom.
it was thick at the top and had coarse fur.
there were faint red afterimages of flames, like dozens of small snakes slithering around it, sputtering sparks.
looking up, there were also nine derived petals that opened up like sunflowers.
all of them were crystal clear and shone with a moving luster.
but all the beauty and seductiveness stopped there.
the pistil of the flame back fire arrow flower was made up of densely packed arrows that were as thick as an arm.
every single one of them was deep red in color, reflecting the magma-like vein lines, as if they would explode at any moment.