At this time, Su Chan, Ziyuan and Zhou Qin were standing on the balcony, looking up at the thunder clouds in the sky, the foxes of fox Zen gate, Lin Miao, Li Yundong's apprentice, and Ruan Hongling, Ziyuan's younger martial sister, all stood on the balconies on both sides, staring at the sky.

At this time, the sky was full of lightning and thunder, just like an ancient battlefield. Many secular people in Tiannan city were shocked by this rare thunder, staring at the sky one by one, unaware of what had happened.

Although the speed of the sky thunder was very fast, Su Chan and others were still nervous and carefully counting for Li Yundong.

"Sixty eight, sixty-nine, seventy!" Su Chan nervously grabbed the handrail of the balcony railing and couldn't help exclaiming, "sister Ziyuan, it's already thunderous and powerful, and it's hard for flesh and blood to compete, but human beings are the primates of all things, and they can find possible ways from nowhere.

When Zhang Tianhe and Zou Ping saw that the 9981st sky thunder fell, the sky and the earth suddenly brightened. Even practitioners like them couldn't help covering their eyes and leaning their heads. They didn't dare to look directly at the light. The deafening thunder hurt their eardrums.