C4210 Golden Seal of Fortune

Zhou Xing waved his feather fan, and the flames spread out, forming a sea of fire around the altar.

The raging flames formed a tall fire wall, firmly surrounding the entire altar, blocking the path of all the soldiers.

Da! Tap! Tap!

Unfortunately, these soldiers in front of him did not know pain or fear.

They were like puppets who only knew how to listen to orders