But the thunder spirit veins in Zhao Feiyu's body seemed to sense the power of this thunder, and instantly devoured those thunder powers.

Zhao Feiyu's body instantly returned to its normal state. Only his flowing strands of hair still prove that he has just been baptized by the power of thunder.

Zhao Feiyu unfolded the bag, and in an instant, countless thunderbolts were released from the bag, illuminating all the surrounding scenes.

Zhang Yao, Lu Jia and the others all felt a burst of cold hair, that kind of power was beautiful and dangerous that they couldn't bear, only a monk with the power of thunder could bear all this.

Lu Jia's eyes even flickered......

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