The sky was shining white by the bright thunder light, and looked unclear.

It was the first time for Fan Zisang to see such a magical scene. Looking at the green trees all over the mountains flashing the thunder light, he was very curious.

Seeing that, Immortal Mi Xin smiled slightly, as if seeing himself back then. However, it was a pity that the master who brought him into the Mount Fenglei had already died.

“Walk slowly. The thunderbolts in the ...