"Old man Qi Tian! You're looking for death!"
Saint Ji roared, his hair and beard all standing up.
At this moment, he didn't look sickly at all. He was like a mad demon with a terrifying aura.
BOOM! BOOM!
In the sky, millions of lightning bolts surged and turned into lightning dragons. They descended from the sky and pounced towards heaven-equal mountain range.
Millions of lightning rays condensed into millions of lightning dragons, filling the entire sky.
This scene was extremely shocking.
The entire heaven and earth trembled under the might of this saint's divine power.
"Heavens!"
Many of the disciples were trembling and their faces were pale.
This was the first time they had seen the true strength of a Saint!
Even Tang Hao could not help but be surprised.
This level of strength was truly too shocking.
"This ... This doesn't look good!" Wang Liang's master was somewhat unsettled.
