Rumbling spread through the whole land, scorched black debris and rocks scattered around,
Xing, floating far away, shrank and backed away, looking at the purple Lin Lee in the middle with frightened and anxious gaze, with huge lightning bolts flickering around him.
'Such low lightning intensity, why is it feeling like a massage?' Lin Lee thought, opened his eyes, and the next moment he became speechless, looking at the Bead Spirit, Nanobots, and his Dao Book. All three of them are devouring the lightning.
His expression became strange: 'Don't tell me they are enjoying it.'
Then he glanced at the dark cloud above.
Looking at the red color in the sky, 'Here comes the second strike; this time I will also try to absorb them and increase my physical strength, but why is it red?' Lin Lee became thoughtful, then closed his eyes, and didn't care about redness.
