C6273 No One Can Escape

Zhang Xiaofann slowly took a step forward, and the magma on his right palm instantly boiled.

"Boom!"

The magma instantly turned into a pillar of magma that shot into the sky, instantly melting the ceiling of the entire banquet hall into ashes.

"The Myriad Forms of Hell is all ashes, Tiger Devouring Red Lotus!"

Zhang Xiaofann muttered