The water vapor from the collision of fire flowers in the air and white frost gathered at a visible speed in the high sky, forming a vast expanse of white mist. Then the white clouds darkened, one cloud attracting another, layers upon layers of clouds accumulating.,All the cultivators besieging Zu Guanglie coughed up blood.,As soon as the words left his mouth, the extraordinary token, as if unable to withstand the sound, shattered instantly into countless black flakes. They slid past Li Yi's fingers and fell to the ground with a soft rustle.。