C1294 Devil-destroying Fire

The red-robed cultivator was badly frightened. No matter what, he was still a Deity-level cultivator; his battle experience was undoubtedly plentiful.

He immediately swung his arms and threw the halberd in his hands away in an attempt to protect himself.

When the black-feathered phoenix saw that there was no weapon in his hand, a sharp glint of light flashed across its eyes