C322 Fire lotus exorcism

Murong Ling did not know that the normally cold and restrained looking Li Cangmin's brain was filled with yellow trash. She was anxiously looking down at the Frost Sword below him, the Frost Sword's grade was not high, just a low rank magical equipment, it could not withstand the scorching heat of the sea of fire, and would probably turn into scrap metal soon.

But in this level