C1862 A Verbal Battle of Words

On Nangong Qian's body, seven-colored light swirled and emitted a faint heat.

On Yang Liuqing's body, a dark blue light flickered slightly, and a wave of cold air spread out.

One cold and one hot, one fire and one ice.

As the two girls looked at each other, the atmosphere in the main hall gradually froze.

Mortal Realm God crossed his arms, as if he wanted to watch the show