C832 Calcination

It was at this moment that a golden light emanated from Mo Lin's body, and directly rushed towards the center of Leng Wuyue's brows!

"Ah what is this, my consciousness, my consciousness is about to be drowned, no! "No!"

Just as the metaplasia's golden light was about to enter Leng Wuyue's forehead, Leng Wuyue's veins popped out, his face turned as red as blood, as he instinctively