His eyes went wide, and it was time to fuck shit up!
Demonic cultivators were just like this.
Several battlefields had ended, and even though the other Demonic Nascent Souls had not acted, they still brought "Zi Dian" immense pressure. He understood that there was no way to kill Wang Yu, who had offended him.
Even wanting to retreat with all limbs and tail intact was almost impossible.
Did he need to cut off his own wrist like a valiant warrior?
Heavenly Capital Thunder Lord's face darkened. He yanked both hands sharply, and the thunderclouds spreading behind him for who knew how many li seemed like Thunder Hell, with purple lightning raining down across the sky.
The target... was those Silver Chains sealing the void.
When Wang Yu saw this, how could he let him succeed?
With a thought, the fearless Thunder Corpse suddenly charged into Thunder Hell, unleashing Summoning Thunder and Lightning with all its strength. Like a lightning rod, half the thunderbolts reversed direction and poured into the Thunder Corpse's body.
Relying on its high lightning resistance, against a cultivator like Heavenly Capital Thunder Lord...
It was the perfect sandbag-type fighter, even more hardheaded than Wang Yu. This is also one of the meanings of its existence!
The world was filled with dazzling silver-white.
"Zi Dian" had just thought to retreat when he felt an invisible big mountain pressing down on his fleshly body. He had already felt that something was wrong earlier, but because the Force Field activated by Silver Moon Divine Power was shadowless and formless, and had also been overlapped by the Flesh Demon Sword, adding another layer of concealment, only now did he belatedly realize that this newly advanced Demon Lord was actually also a pure Fourth Tier Body Refinement cultivator. This was different