"Mother, Yu'er, you stop first."

Yu Luo, Tang Luo took the opportunity to sacrifice the Qinglong Sword, and the bitter sword light flashed, and the sword energy overflowed!

Although the two lay Buddhists in Jing'an were puzzled, they stopped coming forward.

Tang Luo took a step, faced his feet, and suddenly waved a sword.

A powerful sword wave almost turned into substance, tearing the air and slashing towards the rocks on the ground!

‘Bang…’

A burst of gravel flew around, and dust suddenly flew.

Soon, a piece of black soil appeared in front of the three of them.

The lay Buddhist Jing'an's eyes lit up, and he naturally understood something, but why is the color of the soil black?

Tang Luo squatted to look, but soon found that there were some rhizomes deep in the soil, and he put them under his nose and sniffed them.

"Mother, there should have been a fire here!"

Tang Luo judged.

"Fire?"

The lay Buddhist Jing'an also grabbed a handful of land and observed it.

"It feels like it's not just here, but the whole mountain is overheated..."
Chapter completed!