"Today, all of you are going to die, you're doomed!"
"Not only will you die, but the treasures on you, and this Little World before us, all belong to this Great Saint! Hahaha, you couldn't even dream..."
BOOM!
A multicolored Thunder Light sliced through the sky like a sharp sword, fiercely striking the forehead of the Great Saint of the Tempest, Fengg Kui, abruptly halting his arrogant voice.
To be precise, before the sound of the Thunderclap even rang out, Ye Zhen's Small Five Elements Mixed Yuan Divine Thunder had already poured onto Fengg Kui's forehead.
Despite Fengg Kui's Cultivation, when drenched by the Thunder Light of the Small Five Elements Mixed Yuan Divine Thunder, he couldn't help but scream miserably.
His large fleshy wings turned to ash by Green Feather's burning, along with the green crown on his forehead, and even every muscle of his body, began to tremble uncontrollably.
