C918 Semi-divine

When Lin Yiyuan was smashed into the dust on the ground, the monk's eyelids blinked, a ripple appearing on his face, but he did not stand up to look.

When the dust settled, the lightning in the sky still danced like a silver snake. It did not seem to have the intention of retreating as it locked onto Lin Yiyuan's aura, and did not land for a long time