C550 Treasure in the Box

Lin Lang's inner force had already reached the small success stage. Even if there was a shield in front of him, it would still be able to cut it open. However, it was blocked by a thin layer of air.

At this moment, there seemed to be a hurricane blowing in front of him. Lin Lang's messy hair was neatly arranged. In an instant, it was much more tidy and tidy. It floated backwards neatly