C611 The West Conquest.
Seeing the gray Soul Fire, Lin Yuan grinned at it.
"Endure the pain. This thing is a bit dirty. You need to disinfect it."
Before the clam dragon could react, the white Sacred Flame wrapped around the gray Soul Fire and burned it until it made cracking sounds.
"Oh my god!"
The clam dragon's snot and tears instantly sprayed out. It curled up its body and writhed in pain