It seemed like he couldn't just pretend.
The sound of thunder came from the sky like firecrackers, and the lightning was dazzling.
Not to mention others, even Ling Chuxi was stunned. What kind of spiritual lightning was this? how could it be so fast?
"Ah ... Help ..." Yi Feng no longer had his previous lofty aspirations. His face was as pale as a piece of paper, and he let out a miserable cry for help. At this moment, Ling Chuxi wanted to activate the defensive lightning array. Unfortunately, it was already too late. She could only see a series of spiritual lightning bombarding Yi Feng's head like a continuous Cannonball.
Unfortunately, the cry for help was only halfway out before it was drowned out by the crackling sounds of firecrackers. Oh no, it was the frequent Thunder that was like firecrackers.