Looking at the hurricane wind that had formed a spiral tube-shaped monster that was over a hundred kilometers in diameter with a height of several thousand kilometers, Nangong Jun felt that his throat was dry; it was as if he had not drunk any liquid for several months.
Crack...
Boom!
But what surprised Nangong Jun the most was the constant cracking of blue lightning dancing in and out of the eye of the storm constantly. Even now, after he had already had an initial confrontation against Xie Feng before, the Nangong Family ancestor still couldn't understand how a person could control an element just like that.
