Heavy Rain

The natives were still kneeling on the ground at this time. Some people had already recorded this matter and carved the appearance of Guanyin. It was the appearance of a god.

If Ling Feng was here, he would definitely laugh out loud because a slightly older old man wrote a story. The general meaning was that on a rainy day, the gods and the demons fought head-on, and the gods won in the end. He even meticulously added pictures to the story.

Even though Ling Feng was a hundred meters away, his tall figure was still very eye-catching. When the Awakened ran back at this time and saw that the house was intact, they were shocked and pleasantly surprised.

One could imagine that he definitely controlled his power within a small area, but to be able to do it to this extent, it could be seen that Ling Feng's spirit power was definitely very powerful.

"What a surprise. Ling Feng is actually so strong."