Evil Killing Divine Lightning

'It's here!'

Ling Han raised his head to look. This streak of light was astonishingly fast, circling above the valley.

The eye technique was activated, and he could clearly see that this light was formed from lightning, but there was also a divine light flickering. Clearly, it was another lightning with a special element.

A smile appeared on his face. His wait had finally ended.

"Brother Fierce Man, how do you plan to retrieve this celestial light?" Zhang Youxuan asked.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "Like this!"

The black light of illusion shot out, and the multi-colored light in the sky immediately stopped, as if it had been frozen.

Ling Han flew on his Tool, easily drawing the multi-colored light into the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower.

It was extremely simple.

He looked at Zhang Youxuan, only to see that the fatty had already become completely dumbfounded. His mouth was half-gaping, and his eyes were wide open.