章節 1164: Prison of Thunder

Since Lu Li did not move to the sides, the Deaf Taoist brought him away so that Lu Li would not be struck by a bolt of white lightning. Though with the Relic armor on, Lu Li would not lose his life, but he would suffer.

"Squeak, squeak~"

Little White tumbled over on the ground and then ran back to Lu Li. On Lu Li's shoulder, Little White nodded, indicating that it could survive.

"This little beast is impressive!"

The Deaf Taoist could not help but say. The little beast did not seem strong and it did not even have any vibe of a Beast King. Yet, Little White could stand such horrifying thunderbolts. After all, even a warrior at the initial stage of the Semi-God Realm could not survive the thunderbolts here and might be blasted into dust.

"Little White must have grown more resistant to the thunderbolts after being struck for so many times."