C866 Seven hundred years a dream in the world of mortals(part iii)

Thunder rumbled like a war drum, and the silver snakes dancing about wildly throughout the sky seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, as streaks of lightning after bolts crazily poured down, completely engulfing the area where Zheng Fanchou was at!

At this moment, everyone could no longer see any trace of Zheng Fanchou