The huge whirlpool swept away towards Yi Feng. Under the whirlpool, the temperature around fell rapidly. The frost of Taoism continued to form, and the lake, which had never frozen before, began to turn into ice.

all the people in Donghai palace made a sweat for Yi Feng, and it was at this time. Yi Feng's hand suddenly raised, and his clenched hand opened. In the public's doubt, his hand flung out fiercely, and an energy bead with violent and destructive breath was flung out.

"spirit devouring rage burst!"

under Yi Feng's roar, lenghuan noticed that the spirit devouring rage burst towards him, and there was a flash of horror...