"ah!"

The shadow was shrouded in white light, and he roared and wanted to struggle out.

But no matter how hard he struggled, the white light trapped him like cotton.

And, it is shrinking a little bit.

In the distance, Ling Luoyu seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned around and his eyes instantly calmed down.

"Fat ..."

Feng Chenglin realized that something was wrong: "Ah?"

Looking along her gaze, I saw a ball of white light shrouded in the distance above the black tower. The power of the ball of white light had completely distorted the surrounding space.

"Fuck, what the hell is that?"

The white light twisted the space, magnifying and expanding little by little, like a star explosion.

This was the first time Feng Chenglin saw this thing, and was already stunned.

Dingmiao's breathing stopped for a moment. He subconsciously took a step forward and shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible, this... how is this possible?"

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at him at the same time:

"What the hell is that?"

"Do you know what that is?"

Judging from this, he should know what that is.

But he stood there and shook his head, saying nothing.

This made Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin even more curious—

What could shock him like this?

"Do you know the surname Miao?"

"boom"

The white light suddenly exploded, dazzling and dazzling, and it was almost blinding people's eyes.

Fortunately, they all subconsciously closed their eyes, so that they did not burn their eyes by the white light.

When the eyes can adapt to the intensity of light in front of them and barely open their eyes, the white light seems to be less dazzling.

When I looked again, the white light was much smaller than before.

"It is compressing!" Ling Luoyu murmured.

"Compression?" Feng Chenglin was a little confused.

Can this play still be compressed?

Sure enough, as the white light shrank, the spire of the black tower of the old ancestral hall was gone.

"The white light is devouring the wrath of Thunder..."

Feng Chenglin also saw this strange phenomenon and stared at the shock: "What is this... what is this... a ghost thing?!

"Law..." Ding Temple breathed rapidly, with some incoherence: "In the laws between heaven and earth, everything must follow the rules of the law. It can determine anyone, or even determine the existence of anything..."

Feng Chenglin was confused when he heard this: "Is this thing you are talking about? What kind of god is this?"

In the world, it seems that only gods can determine the life and death of anyone and the existence of anything, right?!

Ding Temple shook his head and repeated again: "Laws, laws of heaven and earth!!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Well, he just knew that this was a very powerful thing.

But--

"This Black Tower is the Wrath of Thunder. A magical weapon that can change the world and reverse the universe, can actually... be swallowed by that world... Isn't that saying that this law of heaven and earth is a more powerful thing?

”

"The Law of Heaven and Earth - to formulate the rules of heaven and earth and maintain the foundation of order. It can be said that everything now depends on the laws of heaven and earth. Without the laws of heaven and earth, there will be no rules in this world..."

Ding Temple said it very vaguely, and even Ling Luoyu heard it for some reason.

"How do I feel... You are talking about a kind of survival order, which is illusory, not something, but what is swallowed up by the thunder anger must be a more powerful artifact. What you are talking about in heaven and earth, is it?

Is it a magical artifact??”
Chapter completed!