Although talking about the late days of the gods, Lin Fenglin was not happy at this time. All five sources disappeared, and they were still so abrupt. How can Lin Fenglin think of Mars? How can they suddenly disappear? And I can feel a faint breath. It's a vague feeling. No one knows why.

looking back at Lin long, he is closing his eyes, his hands are moving and the light is flowing. The empty Ming tower is flying out of the body, rotating on the top of his head, and a ray of light is circulating on the two towers. Seeing all this, Lin Fenglin laughs. It seems that...