He Chuan had killed too many people and attracted the attention of a City Lord of the Scorching Sun Dynasty.
"How dare you! How dare you impersonate me!" A crimson cloud of fire descended from the sky, and an old Daoist descended while laughing maniacally.
Fireballs the size of millstones attacked from all directions.
The temperature suddenly rose. The temperature was very high. The soil under his feet turned into red lava and then turned into diamonds under high temperature and high pressure.
He Chuan could clearly smell the burning smell of his hair.
The person in front of him was exactly the same as the person he had transformed into. It seemed that he had met the real person.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to find out." He Chuan laughed loudly, his body growing ten thousand feet tall.
His golden body reflected the sun's light. The Dharma treasures of the people beside him hit his body, making clear knocking sounds, and then bounced off.