C512 A method of snowfall in the northern mausoleum

At this time, Ye Xiao was holding onto the golden Seal, the black armor on his body had been dyed gold by the golden Lightning s, and around his body, there were countless scattered Lightning s. At this moment, he felt as if he was a Lightning descending from the heavens.

As Ye Xiao slowly approached them, Beiling Piaoxue finally woke up from his shock