Then, another mysterious force was swallowing up the silver fire.

"You can actually swallow my silver fire?" Wu Liyang couldn't help but be shocked.

"How many weird things are there in this group of people? What kind of magic is this and why is it so weird?" Wu Liyang was puzzled.

Although the silver fire is being swallowed up, it will still take a certain amount of time to swallow it all up.

This kind of devouring was not devoured by Luo Feng. It was devoured by fate...

The power of fate is different from all other powers. It is like signing some kind of contract and using the power of the devil.

At the same time, the lifespan in Luo Feng's body was also being crazily harvested.

One thousand years of life passed, two thousand years, three thousand years, four thousand years...

This number continues to climb.

This is what Wu Liyang is afraid of. Wu Liyang doesn't understand that Luo Feng is consuming his lifespan. In his feeling, Luo Feng's power seems to be endless at this time. If this continues, his

The silver fire will be completely devoured by the opponent.

The Silver Fire is the foundation of the Silver Divine Armor and the source of Wu Liyang's power. How could he lose it.

As a result, Wu Liyang quickly circulated the magic power in his body, roared loudly, and finally forcibly returned the remaining silver fire to the silver divine armor.

Luo Feng was also sweating profusely. At this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He spent a total of five thousand years of life, and also consumed his luck.

Roar!

Suddenly, Lian Yun, who was trapped in the ice by Lan Tingyu, roared.

His life is almost coming to an end.

The terrifying power of ice is consuming his last mana...

This time was already the most critical moment, and Lan Tingyu did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

He also had to think about something, that is, this Lian Yun might also transform into a divine beast.

Sure enough, at this moment, Lian Yun seemed to have made up his mind.
Chapter completed!