"What is this temperature?"
Lv Wenhou's eyes widened. He had never felt heat this terrifying before. It was as if he were approaching the sun. Coming this close was practically like a moth flying into a flame.
The terrifyingly scorching fire instantly engulfed him, as if it were going to evaporate every last drop of moisture from his body. The soil beneath him dried out in an instant, turning into a barren wasteland with not a trace of moisture.
If this continued, he would surely be roasted alive and reduced to a dried corpse.
Even his Ghost-God Body seemed unable to withstand this scorching energy. It was as if the heat could burn away his ghost-god power in an instant, melting his energy.
"Dodge!"
By a martial artist's instinct, Lv Wenhou immediately tried to abandon the Heavenly Halberd in his hand and retreat. He had to keep a safe distance from this dangerous opponent.
But it was already too late. In that instant, Xia Ping suddenly struck. He punched the air, his fist flicking and jolting!
His punch was formed from flames, a blazing fist like a strike from the God of Fire, as swift as a sudden bolt of lightning.
"Not good!"
Lv Wenhou's expression changed dramatically. He sensed a fatal danger. With a thud, he felt a flaming fist punch right through his abdomen. Even the defensive power of his Ghost-God Body couldn't stop it.
Flames surged from the hole in his abdomen, and his body seemed to melt into lava in an instant. The power of the flames covered every cell in his body, inch by inch.
He could even feel the fiery energy beginning to burn his soul.
Boom!
Lv Wenhou's face twisted in pain. His body couldn't withstand the attack at all. He was sent