Lin Zifeng grinned.
The mysterious power he obtained from understanding the Nangong Bingmo pattern is immense. Although Lin Zifeng still hasn't fully grasped the level of spiritual rune and mysterious skill he has comprehended, he can now effortlessly perform this mysterious technique, incorporating his totem battle skills.
Combined with his own insights, the power of the mysterious skill is enormous, especially the glittering spiritual runes that are each imbued with unimaginable destructive power!
Even Mo Xiangxi, an Eastern King of his generation, can't help but be forced to use his own totem.
"Roar!!!"
A fierce and domineering roar emitted from Mo Xiangxi's mouth, and the strong fishy scent filled the air as the wind blew fiercely.
Lin Zifeng frowned, thinking this guy's breath really stinks. Who knows how long it's been since he last brushed his teeth.
