Su Changzhou, who traveled through the game of cultivating immortals, was very puzzled why the more he pretended to be, the more he would be attacked by the catastrophe. What was even more puzzling was why he became a nine-fold catastrophe even though he had been so cautious all these years and did not show his holiness in front of others. Looking at the rolling thunder in the sky, like the nine-level thunder that destroyed the world, Su Changzhou was expressionless and unable to complain. Not far away stood a girl in white and many monks watching the scene. Look at this thunder! Absolutely Only a strong man with the talent of the emperor can create this scene. Have you seen that indifferent look? Have you seen the eyes that ignore God! He is going to raise the long sword in his hand, and he is going to pierce the sky !He will not be able to cover his eyes even today! My fate is up to me, if the sky destroys me, I will destroy the sky! Do you understand? Do you understand what domineering is? The girl in white said passionately.