Those people looked at Han Feng with red eyes, filled with bloodthirsty light, wishing they could drink his blood and eat his flesh!

"Oh, you don't have to look at me like this. It's your honor to be able to enjoy the thunder calamity that only the most talented people can survive. You should thank me."

Han Feng walked leisurely under Lei Jie, with a look on his face like "I am doing it for you", which made people in the major holy places wish they could kill Han Feng alive.

Under this night sky, endless thunder and lightning shine brightly, lighting up the night sky.

Endless purple lightning flooded the sky and the earth. This was no longer a single lightning, but a sea of ​​thunder.

"ah!

Others screamed and were turned into blood mist by the thunderstorm, turned into ashes and disappeared into the world.

"I curse you to die badly!"

A Zifu monk who had transformed into a fifth dragon turned into ashes amidst the curses.

"No……"

Many people are screaming in fear, how many people can resist such a disaster?

No one thought that Han Feng would use such methods to trap and kill them.

"boom"

Thousands of feet of thunderstorms submerged countless mountains. Purple lights spread across the sky, and every inch of space was filled with lightning disasters. It was extremely frightening.

"I don't want to die..."

Screams could be heard from time to time. This catastrophe was extremely terrifying. The powerful dragon-turned-dragons in the major holy places had never experienced a catastrophe before, so they could not resist it.

"Ji Dade, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost, ah..."

"Ji Dade, I curse you to give birth to a son without an asshole..."

"Ji Dade, I curse you to die badly. I will wait for you in the underworld."

"I, the Holy Land of Light, will avenge us, Ji Dade, no matter in heaven or on earth, there will be no way for you to survive."

The shrill screams and curses echoed across the heaven and earth through the sea of ​​thunder.

What does your curse on Ji Dade have to do with me, Han Feng?!

Han Feng said he was not panic at all.

"You are so cruel!"

A ninth-transformation dragon monk from Wanchu Holy Land tried his best to fight against the thunder tribulation.

"Oh, you look like you're in so much pain. Let me help you out."

A bolt of lightning struck Han Feng, but it failed to cause him any harm at all.

He braved the sky full of thunder and lightning, walked in the sea of ​​thunder, and walked towards the elder of the Ninth Transformation Dragon Transformation in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Chus, with a look of compassion for heavenly beings.

"Fuck you!" the Wanchu Holy Land elder yelled with a look of horror on his face.

The thunder and lightning above Han Feng's head were even more intense, and he tried his best to resist.

When Han Feng came over, he had no resistance at all and could only let Han Feng slaughter him. He turned around and ran away against the thunder.

"Hey, don't run away. You're in too much pain. I'll help you out. This is for your own good." Han Feng said with an innocent smile.

Seeing Han Feng's devilish smile, the elder of Wanchu Holy Land looked desperate.

Han Feng chased after him, raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead!

"puff!

The elders of the Ninth Transformation Dragon Transformation in the Wanchu Holy Land had no resistance at all, and their heads were blown open, and even their souls were wiped into ashes.

The remaining body of his body was destroyed into ashes by the vast purple thunder and lightning.

"Ji Dade, our Wanchu Holy Land will definitely avenge us." Another elder in the Sixth Transformation of Dragon Transformation in the Wanchu Holy Land was turned to ashes by purple thunder and lightning.

This is not one level of thunder catastrophe. Han Feng has to go through three tribulations at the same time. He has to break through from the first level of the four poles to the perfection of the four poles in one leap.

The superposition of three thunder tribulations was so terrifying that not long after the thunder tribulation started, people fell one after another.

The dozen or so half-step experts were also trying their best to resist the thunder tribulation. Their thunder tribulation was even more terrifying, and almost no one dared to approach.

"Ji Dade, withdraw the formation quickly. We swear that we will no longer be your enemy." The half-step master of the Jiang family shouted.

"You are from the Jiang family, right? Since you have decided to attack me, you will fight to the death. Don't you naively think that I will be kind enough to let the enemy go!" Han Feng said calmly.

"You dare to trap us, aren't you afraid of me, the God King of the Jiang family?!" The Jiang family master shouted in half a step.

"Haha, the God King of the Jiang family understands justice well. With such evil-minded and disdainful descendants like you, how can he care about your life and death? If I get rid of your troubles for him, maybe God King Jiang will thank me!" Han Feng sneered.

"Shuzi, if you dare to commit such a crime, there will be no place for you in the entire Eastern Wasteland." An elder from the Dayan Holy Land shouted angrily.

"I don't know if there is a place for me to stand, but I'm afraid you can't see me." Han Feng was surrounded by purple lightning and was completely unaffected by the thunder tribulation as he walked over.

Han Feng came close to this person, stretched out a finger and tapped his forehead.

Purple electric light was introduced, and with a bang, the man exploded, bones and debris were shot out randomly, and even the soul was wiped out and turned into ashes.

In this vast thunder sea, he is a death demon, and he takes action to kill directly.

"Zhuzi, you deserve to die!"

The half-step powerful figure in Dayan Holy Land holds the secret treasure and resists the thunder tribulation with difficulty.

Seeing the people in Dayan Holy Land dying one after another, he was so angry that he wanted to slap Han Feng to death with one palm.

"Old man, what are you barking at?" Han Feng stepped over and slapped the opponent with his palm.

"boom!"

The half-step powerful man from Dayan Holy Land had half of his body smashed to pieces by Han Feng, and the blood rain was instantly evaporated by thunder and lightning.

"ah……"

The half-step giant screamed, and the remaining half of his body was directly burnt black by thunder and lightning.

"Send you out of the sea of ​​misery!" Han Feng pointed at his eyebrows, and with a bang, his whole body exploded into pieces and turned into ashes.

A half-step powerful figure who was usually aloof was killed like this.

After killing a half-step powerful man, Han Feng didn't feel much sense of accomplishment. Those powerful old monsters didn't come, and neither the Holy Son came, so Han Feng felt somewhat regretful.

The half-step almighty figure in Dayan Holy Land was killed by Han Feng in the sea of ​​thunder, making those who were still struggling frightened.

Han Feng walked in the sea of ​​thunder, constantly harvesting lives.

Those great monks who struggled to resist the thunder calamity were constantly killed by him.

At this moment, Han Feng was the center of the thunder sea, and the endless lightning was heading towards him. Wherever he walked, there was endless thunder and the sky was full of thunder sea.

"puff!

The half-stepped master of the Jiang family died at the hands of Han Feng.

"boom!

The Zifu Holy Land took half a step to explode, turning into ashes and disappearing from the world.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Damn it, there is no justice, why didn't Heavenly Tribulation kill this devil!" The half-step master of the Ji family cried out sadly.

Han Feng seemed to be in an uninhabited land, walking in the sea of ​​electricity without any damage, and kept killing people, causing them to fall into deep despair.

"Why, he is the one who can overcome the calamity. Why doesn't the calamity kill him?"

"Why doesn't he die? Such a thundering thief should not exist in this world and should go to the Nine Nether Hells."

At this moment, the remaining people all cursed Han Feng and shouted filial piety fiercely.

None of them can bear this kind of horrific catastrophe.

As these powerful men continued to die, their fate was directly robbed.

Han Feng could clearly feel that his luck was increasing. It was a wonderful feeling.

As his Tao luck increased, his understanding of the Tao became much stronger.

"puff!"

"puff!"

…

Han Feng is like the god of death walking in the darkness, constantly harvesting lives.

Wherever he passed, people kept falling dead and turning into ashes.

"puff!

When the last half-step master from a certain religion in Zhongzhou was killed by Han Feng, all the monks who attacked Han Feng this time died.

This will definitely be a big earthquake that will shake the Eastern Wasteland and make all the families in the Holy Land furious.

By killing the monks from all the major forces, the increase in luck that Han Feng gained was almost the same as the gain from defeating the three Holy Sons of Dayan.

After dealing with the enemy, Han Feng concentrated on overcoming the tribulation.
To be continued...