Some people cried out in shock, with pale faces. This kind of thunder catastrophe was undoubtedly the third level of celestial catastrophe.

There is no need for a protector at all. No one except the West Palace and the Hall of Human Spirits dares to break into this terrifying thunder disaster.

Even the true third-level warriors must be cautious.

Su Hun and Lei Haizhong tried their best to fight, but still chose to use their bodies to fight hard, without using any magical powers.

A thunderstorm is a training for the physical body.

"Come on, let's do eighteen more."

Su Hun roared and fought to cross the sea of ​​thunder.

His second-level Heavenly Tribulation was unimaginably powerful and long-lasting. An hour had passed and there was still no sign of exhaustion.

Su Hun's body was about to be chopped to pieces.

After all, this time is different from the first time, there is no time to breathe.

He uses the breathing method to constantly stimulate the potential of the physical body.

Finally, another hour passed, and the thunder tribulation slowly dissipated, leaving behind Su Hun, whose body was charred and blackened.

Lightning surged across his body, restoring his damaged body.

In the end, he fully recovered, and the powerful pressure of the second-level heavenly warrior spread in all directions.

Su Hun opened his eyes, and substantial light burst out from his eyes.

At this moment, when he faces masters like Lu Long and Fu Lingcang, he won't be as strenuous as before.

"It's time to go out."

Su Hun stood up.

"Su Hun, when you get outside, don't worry about me. I'm the one who killed the orcs. Don't get involved."

Nishimiya said seriously.

Su Hun gave a wry smile. If it was really dangerous, could he stand by and watch?
Chapter completed!