Rumble!!!
Blood-colored lightning rained down on the protective array.
The lightning liquid exploded. The blood-colored lightning and the golden barrier faced each other, immediately producing a deafening rumble.
"Wow, these fireworks are too beautiful!"
Lin Ye blinked and laid in the energy beam.
As he leisurely devoured the mental energy, he admired the blood-colored and golden sparks that constantly appeared in the night sky.
While he was having a good time, Yang Fusheng, who was floating at a height of 5,000 meters, felt uncomfortable.
He was dizzy and vomited non-stop.
"Where… am I?"
Yang Fusheng hit his head hard and said in a daze.
The moment he opened his eyes, his entire body quivered and he suddenly cursed, "F*ck!"
Looking around, he was shocked to discover that he had actually flown to the bottom of the endless blood-colored lightning.
Swoosh——
