C22 Flame like Pattern

Lyi Jing left the line for a moment. The evil ghost took the opportunity to close the distance between him and Lyi Jing so that it could devour his soul faster.

"Ugh..." Lyi Jing felt a sharp pain in his head. In front of him, everything was white. His consciousness had fallen into a semi-conscious state. It was as if something was suppressing him, causing his mind to be in a mess.

Suddenly