Lin Dong spoke, controlling the heavenly thunder once more and striking towards the Bright Messenger.
"Boom～～～"
This time, even the residual power of the heavenly thunder struck the Bright Messenger.
Even the aftermath carved a crack in the Bright Messenger's 'Sky Boundary Saint Body'.
If the heavenly thunder directly hit him, it would probably break his Sky Boundary Saint Body.
"Is the power of this heavenly tribulation actually so terrifying? This heavenly thunder is dozens of times more terrifying than what I encountered during my own tribulation." The Bright Messenger was shocked.
He knew that if he didn't use some trump cards today, he might really meet his end here.
He roared and said, "Old thief, do you really think you can kill me? Which Heavenly Realm martial artist doesn't have some life-saving trump cards?"
He called Lin Dong an old thief because Lin Dong's disguised voice was that of an elder. In reality, his age was unknown, but likely much older than Lin Dong.
