C1741 An Enemy's Treasure

"Bear!"

The orange flames continued to soar in front of Heng Yanlin.

As a result, traces of sweat flowed down Heng Yanlin's face.

For a Core Formation Cultivator, after strengthening their body, it was already an impossible feat for them to sweat a little.

But at this moment, the situation on Heng Yanlin's side, was completely different.

Heng Yanlin's face was filled with sweat