Cold Marrow Fire

From afar, the Cold Marrow Fire looked like a light blue flame.

When he got closer, he realized that it was actually as blue as the blue sky. It was clearly condensed from the cold air underground, but it had the brightness of the sky. It was a stark contrast to the dark and lonely environment of the Skeletal Crane Swamp.

Sensing the approach of the cultivators, the originally quiet immortal fire suddenly jumped and expanded to a height of dozens of feet!

At the same time, the chill from the Skeletal Crane Swamp in the entire trapping array was instantly swept away, and replaced by a scorching heat that seemed to have come from an incinerator.

However, in this heat, there was a bone-chilling coldness that rose from the bottom of the heart, making them shiver involuntarily.

Pei Ling was feeling extremely uncomfortable when Ouyang Xianxing snorted coldly. She did not dodge or give way as her slender and pale palm reached towards the immortal fire!