C267 The Position of Martial Saint

The white lightning, the rumbling thunder, and Wang Dong, under such a situation, were actually laughing. If he survived, it would be considered a celebration. If he died, it would be an optimistic response.

"Hack!"

Wang Dong did not dodge this lightning bolt but instead poured it straight into his body. It caused his face to turn deathly pale and even reflected the reflection of his bones