Colorful gold and silver thunderbolts swirled rapidly in the whirlpool.The cloudy thunder in the entire scroll space around it was also continuously sucked in, and continued to pour into the whirlpool.Even, the cold energy in the space has a faint feeling of converging towards the whirlpool.And this scene naturally can't hide Zhuo Feiyang's perception.His old face changed slightly, because the development of things had already exceeded his imagination.Such a terrifying number of cloudy thunder gathered together, even if he regained his origin, regained his physical body, and now he had a tdcssotchaterbarotgt,,; mobile phone reading,