Black clouds are all over the sky.
The torrential rain continued to fall down and landed in the entire Yunshui World.
At this moment, Jiangzhou City is already like a waste city. It is full of desolation, and next to the ruins of the financial building, the wine madman and the people of the Qingzhou Branch frowned when the rain falls.
Even the wine maniac, who is free and unfettered in Jiuzhou and does not put anyone in the eyes, is also slightly lowering his head at the moment.
Heavenly soldiers inspected the lower worlds, not to mention him, even if it is the swordmaster of the Kunlun Mountains, he has to bow his head! Don't dare to look straight!
And in the ruins, Qin Feng was holding Nangong Yiren, the whole Jiangzhou's spiritual power turned into a river generally coming from all directions, crazily poured into Nangong Yiren.
The rain was blocked by spiritual power.
