"That's it? That's supposed to be the World Force? Who are you trying to scare with these tiny sparks? Can you not? If you can't, get lost!"
"Hurry it up, dawdling like this is practically making a joke out of 'Tribulation Thunder.' I feel embarrassed for you."
"The little bit of current you have—Canadian electric eels rap better than you. With this level, you can't even charge a phone properly!"
Zhang Menglong pointed at the sky and dissed it crazily; there were hardly a few people across the Haotian Continent who dared to provoke the World Force like this.
"Menglong, stop cursing, if you keep going, the boss is doomed." The other Demon Saints looked worried.
