When the flame meteor broke through the crystal wall and entered this world, the world's consciousness was once again attracted.
"What's going on? why hasn't it been resolved?"
Looking at the battle on the ground and the fireballs falling from the sky, the world's consciousness couldn't help but think.
The continuous changes were definitely not accidental. There must be a cultivator behind this.
you dying man, you will soon know what despair is!
The world's consciousness sneered to itself, but it was also on guard.
Previously, he had mistakenly thought that it was an abandoned runic magic circle that had been activated. Such things were not rare in the desert.
It was just that the cultivators who were running for their lives were making their final struggles. They were not worth mentioning at all.
However, out of caution, he still decided to increase the intensity of his attack and completely get rid of this trouble.