The wise monk relies on a wisp of magic power to detect lightning in Chen Yang's body. There is Xuanhuang liquid to open the way immediately. The wise monk is still shivering all over with cold. His tree was covered with white frost.

After a long time, the wise monk's power was frozen to nothing. The wise monk's body shook for a moment before he came back to his senses. Ling Er sees in the eye, hastily also divides the holy light to illuminate the wise monk.

"Ah, it's so warm!" The wise monk felt the light of the holy light and almost moaned comfortably. This holy light is not...