"Qiankun Bell!"
Fu Xiangyang suddenly waved his hand, and a large black bell appeared out of nowhere, enclosing Feng Wuchen.
"Immortal Techniques! Hellfire Inferno!"
Fu Xiangyang formed hand seals again, shouting coldly, a terrifying sea of fire appeared out of thin air, instantly devouring the black bell.
"Feng Wuchen, my Qiankun Bell is an ancient sacred artifact with soul-stabilizing effects. No matter how powerful you are, you won't escape. It's just like a pill furnace; with my holy fire, it's enough to burn you alive! Haha!" Fu Xiangyang laughed excitedly.
"Holy Fire?" Feng Wuchen secretly sneered in his heart.
"Brother Feng!" Liu Qingyang and the others immediately became worried, their faces tense.
"Brother Feng!" Dantong and the others felt the same, with sweat forming in their palms.
The strength of the four powerful beings was too terrifying, leaving them no choice but to worry.
"Fu Xiangyang, well done!" Jiang Yuhun was overjoyed.
