Lin Tian pushed the catastrophe through. As he passed by, screams continued, and the Nether Tribe monks fled in panic. They were constantly exploded by the thunder, and a large area died in the blink of an eye.

"Human, seek death!"

A touch of imperial power surged up, and a quasi-emperor-level commander rushed out and pierced Lin Tian with a holy spear.

However, the next moment, a large piece of blood-colored lightning fell, directly submerging the man, killing him physically and mentally on the spot.

"Commander!"

When a strong man from the Netherworld tribe saw this scene, he couldn't help shouting, and his cheeks suddenly turned white.

The quasi-emperor level expert was instantly buried in the bloody lightning.

"Boom!"

The thunder roared louder, and the sky almost turned pitch black. The blood-colored tribulation thunder was swimming in it like a real dragon. The scene was terrifying and frightening. Just the pressure of that breath shattered the void.

Lin Tian was facing such a calamity and used the divine magic of Heaven to protect his body. At this time, he did not attack or kill at all, but the blood-red lightning was enough to smash everything he passed. The Nether Tribe monks could only scream and scream.

Escape.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!