Blood Fiend Storms raged, with layers of Blood-Slaughter Dragon Tornadoes piling up, effortlessly obstructing the way of Long Yan and others.
"Boom!"
Long Yan landed a powerful punch on a Blood-Slaughter Dragon Tornado, as Thunder surged forth, booming loudly. The entire Blood-Slaughter Dragon Tornado trembled and quickly dispersed the Thunder.
"Not very resilient."
He had just utilized the strength of True God Level 10 and yet had failed to shake the Blood-Slaughter Dragon Tornado.
"Thunderbolt Hand!"
Immediately after, Long Yan's Big Hand reached out, with Thunder Divine Patterns erupting from his palm, transforming into a great Thunderbolt sweeping down fiercely toward the Blood-Slaughter Dragon Tornado.
This time, he held nothing back.
"Bang!"
The Thunderbolt Big Hand struck down, and the Blood-Slaughter Dragon Tornado exploded instantly.
At that moment, a blood-colored shadow shot towards Long Yan at lightning speed.
"Eight Wastes Step!"