Thunder tears everything apart, destroys everything.
Everyone was struck by the terrifying thunder, convulsing wildly on the ground, with foam coming out of their mouths.
The only ones standing were the Black Mist Man, Ji Aimin under his protection, and Zhou Tingyu behind Ji Aimin.
"This feels much better now."
Wang Hao twisted his neck.
He was also deeply shocked by the power of the lightning technique!
As expected of the top of all skills, possessing unparalleled destructive power.
No matter what kind of array or barrier you have, under this thunder, everything turns to dust.
"Come on again!"
Wang Hao looked at the Black Mist Man.
With his current strength, no one in this Settlement Camp could challenge him.
This Black Mist Man seemed decent enough.
He should be able to have a good fight with him.
"Damn it! Why is it a lightning-power superpower?"
The Black Mist Man gritted his teeth, seemingly very fearful of lightning power.
