All the surviving disciples of the Demon Thunder Holy Land were pale and extremely frightened.

They looked at the suddenly terrifying figure above, and were extremely frightened!

"court death!"

"No one can save you today!"

In just breathing, the wind and clouds surging deep in the holy land of Demon Thunder, and demon thunders scattered from the depths of the sky. The peaks there exploded. An old man stepped out, his face full of gloomy face, and a long roar came from his mouth. Above his head, there was almost endless demon thunder condensed!

The old man had endless anger on his face!

In less than a breath, at least thousands of gods fell in their Demon Thunder Holy Land!

This made him heartbroken.

It also made him feel horrified intent!

"The Demon Thunder Fallen Sky!"

He roared, his head full of black hair danced backwards, and the magic thunder above his head merged into a single one, turning into a pitch-black magic light and rushing towards Li Cunxiao!

In front of this magic light, the void was melted!

All matter no longer exists!

"Vulnerable."

Li Cunxiao looked indifferently, his face was always calm, and he swept the Yu King Spear in his hand gently.

Suddenly, a spear light shone across the sky, shining brightly in the world!

In front of this spear light, everything and everything exist seem to have lost its color!

boom!

The magic thunder was cut into two pieces!

The angry old man had no resistance, and was even uninteresting, and was also killed in two pieces!
Chapter completed!