"Shenyi?" Li Chengji looked amazed, "The name of the magical instrument is quite exaggerated, but where does it resemble wings?"
"It can also turn into wings."
As Li Xuan's thoughts flickered, thousands of silver threads gathered behind him to form two giant 'wings'. "Isn't this it? Their function is not just the fusion of ice and thunder, but superconductivity. Old man, you should know that what we call thunder is actually Yuan Magnetism!"
As Li Xuan poured his greatest Thunder Power into the threads, circulating within them, a huge distorted force field was created, shredding a dozen wooden figures in the distance in an instant.
Li Chengji felt a huge shock to his Primordial Spirit. Even with his nearly 'Yang-like' Primordial Spirit, he was shaken for a moment.
In particular, the part of him that was sensing the surroundings outside was almost unable to be reigned in at this moment, which resulted in his sensitivity to the outside world plummeting to freezing point.
