C835 Purgatory black flames

"Get the hell out here!"

The little white bird glanced at the precious bowl, whoosh …

He spat out a mouthful of crimson flames, which were mixed with a trace of Nirvana Light.

Immediately, he sent the pot flying and shot it into the sky.

However, the Gathering Pellet was a Top Tool. Its toughness had reached a level beyond imagination and when a wisp of Nirvana Light struck it