Chapter 567

• “Thunder God Descends!”
• A low roar came out from his mouth, his hands gripped the long sword tightly, his body's rolling Yuan Qi erupted, condensing into a magnificent, huge figure behind him.
• At the same time, the surrounding void electricity, a channel of electricity toward that great figure convergence, make that figure looks more and more huge, great, exudes a destructive horror aura, like a real thunder god descending into the world.